Hi Rhonda,
No drug problems when we were kids at my house either. Thanks for sharing
with us.
Virgie and Hoshi
----- Original Message -----
From: "Rhonda Partain" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Thursday, March 30, 2006 2:40 PM
Subject: thoughts on why we didn't have a drug problem when we were young
> Someone sent me this, thought you guys might appreciate it as I did!
>
> The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a
> methamphetamine
> lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and
> he asked me
> a rhetorical question, ''Why didn't we have a drug problem when you
> and I
> were growing up?''
> I replied: I had a drug problem when I was young:
> I was drug to church on Sunday morning.
> I was drug to church for weddings and funerals.
> I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the
> weather.
> I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults.
> I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a
> lie,
> brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke
> ill of the
> teacher or the preacher, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in
> everything
> that was asked of me.
> I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth! washed out with soap
> if I
> uttered a profane four-letter word.
> I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flowerbeds and
> cockleburs
> out of dad?s field.
> I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to help
> out some
> poor soul, who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline,
> or chop
> some firewood; and, if my mother had ever known that I took a single
> dime as a
> tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the woodshed.
> Those drugs are still in my veins; and they affect my behavior in
> everything
> I do, say, and think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or
> heroin; and,
> if today's children had this kind of drug problem, America would be
> a better
> place.
> ~Author unknown~
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