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But honestly,..I have no fellings about Flave one way or another. He's just Flave.

Like it or not, things change. I graduated in 1980. Dad was a carpenter by trade, and while he was an excellent tradesman, work wasn't always good. We lived outside of Youngstown, Ohio, and the steel industry down there was on it's last legs as mills closed up one after another. If I wanted money for anything, I had to earn it on my own, as Mom and Dad struggled just to keep the bills paid and food on the table. From the time I was 10 years old I worked to earn money for my self and to help the family. We raked leaves, shoveled snow, and did whatever else we could scrape up through the neighbors. I ran a trap line, even at that young age. My brother would set the traps at home, as I wasn't strong enough to set a 110 Connibear, or a 1 1/2 longspring yet. He'd wire the jaws open and once I had the trap set, I'd cut the wires. We were doing stuff to earn money all the time, and if we weren't doing that we were hunting or fishing to put meat on the table. While the other kids were out running around having fun, I was filleting crappies, or skinning squirrels. We used to save up our squirrel tails and sell them to Mepps every couple years.

I don't know that many kids come up this way any more. When you are doing this mainly for the good of the whole family, it takes on a different kind of significance. We never had much, but we never went hungry, and Mom and Dad always managed to make the house payment. I well remember the mortgage burning. That was a big day for Mom and Dad.

Nowadays, its seems like all the kids focus on is their "need" to have the latest cell phone or gaming system. My how times have changed.

A couple of observations.

First off, this place is full of angry [bleep] that feel the need to be right or first or better or poorer, more noble, most patriotic, more America, more apple pie on the farm with a cane pole and no shoes or what ever.

Sit here and discuss how things aint worth a chit these days because iphones and what ever else. The landscape changes, technology, trends, politics, methods, architecture, it all evolves around us as it has since the good ole days back in the cave before "fire" came along.

It's really simple, we are in control. We mold our youth, we all have our respective responsibilities, our own individual opportunities to adapt to our evolving surroundings and provide leadership. Engage, do not simply observe and post about how bad things are "these days" on the campfire. Engage and contribute to what ever activities and adventures that will shape these current childhoods. Values, respect, work ethic, etc. Inspire someone, fuel the youthful enthusiasm.

Or, observe and bitch about it on the internet.

"you aint real country" "oh yeah? well I was poorer" "yeah? well I raked leaves"

[bleep].

Maybe a teen is insecure,...maybe even into their early 20's. But a 62 year old man doesn't give enough of a chit about what anybody thinks to even ponder his personal emotional security.

A couple of observations.

First off, this place is full of angry [bleep] that feel the need to be right or first or better or poorer, more noble, most patriotic, more America, more apple pie on the farm with a cane pole and no shoes or what ever.

Sit here and discuss how things aint worth a chit these days because iphones and what ever else. The landscape changes, technology, trends, politics, methods, architecture, it all evolves around us as it has since the good ole days back in the cave before "fire" came along.

It's really simple, we are in control. We mold our youth, we all have our respective responsibilities, our own individual opportunities to adapt to our evolving surroundings and provide leadership. Engage, do not simply observe and post about how bad things are "these days" on the campfire. Engage and contribute to what ever activities and adventures that will shape these current childhoods. Values, respect, work ethic, etc. Inspire someone, fuel the youthful enthusiasm.

Or, observe and bitch about it on the internet.

"you aint real country" "oh yeah? well I was poorer" "yeah? well I raked leaves"

[bleep].

My interstate pizza is better than your interstate pizza

Not some stupid shcool board or "village".

The floor will now be silent as Flave engages in another round of his own special variant of babblin'.

Quite please.

I hope they're not going to the same one that you did.

lol,...you got me,..

"Quiet"

Mmmn?

pot calling kettle black?

Geno

PS, for 'flave. I have about 7 acres, surrounded by public land (sure to piss a few here off) quite a ways outside "town", and somehow a couple of years back the county found funds to pave our road. Am I "country"?

Insecurity or its opposite doesn't figure into it. It's been a long time since I gave a fug about being insecure

Not to change the subject, but, Flave? Have you seen any Pheasant down here?

DITTO

Especially the part about how this place is overrun with guys that are really pretty damn miserable and are looking for an outlet to spew that misery. Whether it be one-upmanship or tearing down another guy to make themselves feel better.

I don't know if you're country or not. Can you do country schit for 30 days without asking for advice on 30 different fugkin' subjects?

Cool,

I was just looking through some fall ads at the "home improvement" places and saw decent prices for Stihl and Husky saws.

I was gonna ask the 'fire collective brain which might work the best.

Thanks to you, slumlord, I now have no reason to ask.

The answer is right there above in bold black and white!

Geno