That it can jar you right down to your teeth sometimes,
but it's worth it, if at the end is home...
a loving spouse, happy kids and a dog. We wouldn't have
near the trouble with our educational system if our kids
got their exercise walking a Dirt Road with other kids,
from whom they learn how to get along.

There was less crime in our streets before they were paved.
Criminals didn't walk two dusty miles to rob or rape,
if they knew they'd be welcomed by 5 barking dogs
and a double barrel shotgun.

And there were no drive by shootings. Our values
were better when our roads were worse!

People did not worship their cars more than their kids,
and motorists were more courteous, they didn't tailgate
by riding the bumper or the guy in front would choke you
with dust & bust your windshield with rocks.

Dirt Roads taught patience. Dirt Roads were environmentally
friendly, you didn't hop in your car for a quart of milk
you walked to the barn for your milk.

For your mail, you walked to the mail box. What if it
rained and the Dirt Road got washed out?
That was the best part, then you stayed home and had some
family time, roasted marshmallows and popped popcorn and a
pony ride on Daddy's shoulders and learned how to make
prettier quilts than anybody.

At the end of Dirt Roads,
you soon learned that bad words tasted like soap.
Most paved roads lead to trouble, Dirt Roads more likely
lead to a fishing creek or a swimming hole. At the end
of a Dirt Road, the only time we even locked our car
was in August, because if we didn't some neighbor would
fill it with too much zucchini.

At the end of a Dirt Road,
there was always extra springtime income, from when
city dudes would get stuck, you'd have to hitch up
a team and pull them out. Usually you got a dollar...
always you got a new friend...at the end of a Dirt Road.

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