They take away the simplest of things

So was looking over the weather, trying to figure out why I kept hearing the whoosh of moisture on the pavement when WeatherBug says its supposed to be dry.

Figured out its because of a house that was torched just up the street over a domestic argument by an XYL, doing it with the enemy of the XOM(ex-old-man) .

Now I can understand getting all festered up over some things, even thinking someone is slamming his meat inside the gal you once called honey, but considering the kids in the home is partly yours ain’t no way to be. Them thar is your young’ns and just because she turned out to bein a floosy, don’t mean ya’ll need to take it out on yer kids.

Especially lighting up their home, to burn it and them to ashes. Watch the local fuzz be pouring all over here today.

Okay then, its times like these, that I think, ain’t it amazing how much better ya’ll and I grew up without all this? Over in Hazzard at least the Hazzard I grew up in, was blind , mostly I think by choice, to the influences of bigger city life, and troubles. With me, I got up at 04:30, milked cows, , fed calves, fed the hogs, ate breakfast, finished my homework. Hopped on a bus driven by Mrs. Hackney, who could have put many NASCAR drivers today to shame. She’d hang some corners so fast and sharp that the wheels lifted from the ground on the right side.

Course none school days were spent in the field working, but even spare time. I was in my own world there. Back then, no computers, no Internet, or any of that , lucky if we had two maybe 3 TV channels, and old station with questionable(even then) newscasts as well as newscasters, one radio station I listened to in Boise that started here in twin Falls, called KFXD, which was a bit more spirited than the religious fearing stations of Tweaker Flatts.

 

Of course then, my days were spent, under the hood, building engines, transmissions, and using many roads in around the county for test tracks. Not usually being favored by the local law, but many didn’t bother you until you either hit somebody or damaged something serious. Then old Judge Shaw then Judge Becker would hammer your ass, maybe even throw your ass in jail for 3 months, I did, after I showed off once too much with our General Lee.

But back then those other relaxing days were just that. Going on nature walks, even to the mail box. Stopping and visiting with squirrels, bob cats, a few birds, especially quail. Don’t even come to hunt quail on our land, Mom liked em, and she’d have a fit where you’d get your butt tanned if you shot one. She’d always say, that after you defeathered em there weren’t no real meant to em, so why bother ? The once I nailed a duck, with a broom no less, yes they flew that close to our land, off the river there, but I nailed one. Had to defeather it myself. Still it wasn’t that good. Mom always thought that going to all that trouble. She’d call them city folk coming on the range just below the house a hunting, the great white hunters. They’d come over with their damn dogs, chasing our cows. Mom peppered one of those dogs and its owner once for meandering too close, to our barn yard. Bet that bastard never got that close to anyone’s place. But that was a whole other era, a time I relive, if only at night when I sleep. Remembering the cool breezes off the lawn at night, the full moon, hell ya’ll could open the window, curtains and all from my room, weren’t nobody to come a lookin, and even if they did wouldn’t see much. But the quiet sounds of the creek water running over those rocks and all down just under the hill, the cooing during the day of the morning doves, seeing deer, and even eagles.

So I was looking over my Facebook account, for new items to report, and went to find the events calendar. Know what? It ain’t there. Now there’s only two reasons for this, either Facebook, by choice or mandate somewhere has limited my Facebook account, or they discontinued it.

Thank goodness , my Gmail stays constant and consistent.

But when you see three kids and a gal in her 30’s , having to find housing, just because she couldn’t refrain from adulterous activity. and her XOM, torching their house, I think, have we progressed or digressed? Makes one yearn for those quiet days in Hazzard, don’t it?

Next entry, the end of the shop, hello radio.

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