Very nice, Rhonda.  Thanks for sharing.
Davd
----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Rhonda Partain" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
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~