There are younger men and women on this board who will never see what I and a few others have seen. This is just a glimpse of what was.
A man's word is his honor.
House's were never locked.
Everyone was up before dawn doing chores and then they went to work all day in the fields.
Neighbors banded together to harvest and plant.
You borrowed a tool and you returned it.
You butchered in the fall.
You calved in the spring.
The Sheriff would stop by for coffee and share the news.
The county commissioner was your neighbor and you could talk to him.
You went to church on Sunday.
Ice cream socials.
Everyone had a gun.
You had your first job before you were 10 years old and you also went to school.
You said, "Yes Sir" and "No Mam".
The Doc would visit the house.
You took care of the old and sick and they died at home surrounded by family and you also dug their grave.
You sat at the feet of men and learned how to be a man.
A gun guarded our animals long before it protected us from you.
There was no welfare. You took care of each other.
There was no crime. You needed your neighbors.
There was no un-employment. There was always more work than could be done.
There was no hunger. The earth and animals provided abundance.
Freedom came with a price. You worked hard and died young. Today, very few are willing to accept responsibility for freedom.
This was 1948 and I was 5 years old. It would be some time before I lost the age of innocence…and also realized that we had lost our moral compass. My grandfather and his father knew long before me.
The only thing that survived is that I still need my gun to protect myself from you and now they want to take this from me.