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Pat all I have to say to that is amen.


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From: "Pat Ferguson" <[log in to unmask]>
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Subject: drug problem in America


> Hi Everyone, I thought this was good, so I thought I would pass it on.
> Some
> of you might not agree with this, but that's life. <smile>
>
> Love you all,
> Pat Ferguson
>
>>Drug Problem in America
>>
>>The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a methamphetamine
>>lab had been found in an old farm house 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 flower beds and
>>cockleburs out of dad's fields.
>>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 fire wood, 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 wood shed.
>>
>>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.
>>
>>
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