SMALL TOWN, USA, August 8, 2013 – To the south, I can see our courthouse, and all the way down my street to the north, I can see the cemetery, and all in between there is the post office, a dry cleaners, nursing home, hardware store, and a host of others business, and many more homes.
Yes I live just three blocks from the town square, and we have a population of about 5,000, actually just a normal small town in North Texas. We have fireworks on July 4 and a parade at Christmas, and if something important is happening in between, we will have another parade.
Friday night football, has been a part of our community for as long as I can remember, and that is quite a spell.
But getting back to my neighbor, and the activities that surround me, it’s typical Americana. We work, we play, we raise our families, the majority attend the church of their choice on Sunday, and other activities in between.
Political rallies are few and far between. It’s not that we are not paying attention, because we are. We just feel that our voices can be heard at the voting booth, and not on the streets in some protest.
Actually, if I walk downtown this morning, the conversation would be the recent rain, or the new swimming pool, or the prospects of having a new hospital. The conversation of better roads and high utilities are always high on the conversation list, but we all agree that it’s hard to fight City Hall, although some try. That’s the highlight of our local political life.
The source of income in these parts are mostly from the oil field, and oil field service jobs, along with ranching and farming. In recent years, our landscapes have been dotted with wind-farms. At first they were a topic of conversation, but as time goes by, they now seem to have blended in with every thing else. In the beginning I wrote a few articles expressing my contempt toward the monstrosities, but as usual, you can’t fight city hall.
I realize that much of America doesn’t wake up to the same sights and sounds that I do living in a small town. It’s sad that many are awakened by the sound of gunfire, or the prospects of riot from some groups that are hell-bent on disrupting the American way of life.
Many of our cities are facing bankruptcy, and the people are living under the fear of not having future income, or their homes. No this isn’t the way of life the founders of our republic envisioned. Their hope was that people could walk the streets in safety, and in the event that this country should ever come under attack from any source, the people would rally in unity to defeat the said enemy.
America is dotted with small towns where the people can walk their streets, although we don’t feel as safe as we did some years age, but the children are still riding their bicycles, and Friday night football will go as usual, and we will continue having our parades on given day’s, yes, this is small town America, guns and all, but especially our religion.
From where I set on the front porch, I see small town America being the fabric holding all the hopes and dreams that our founding fathers had in mind when they signed the “Declaration of Independence.”
When the people of this republic can once again realize that work is more desirable over rioting and trying to divide the nation with trying to be political correct, and dividing each race against another race, even our large cities can become the place where people will want to live and raise their children.
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