Posted 06-01-2004 at 18:46:39
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The other day, someone at the co-op 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, Milo?
It just so happened that I had saved something that had been e-mailed to me
a few weeks ago. So, I printed off a copy and took it to him the next day.
I smiled when I handed it to him and said, "I did have a drug problem when I
wuz a kid growing up on the farm in southeast Kansas." Here's what the
"I had a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on Sunday
morning. I was drug to church for wedding and funerals. I was drug to
family reunions and community socials no matter the weather. I was drug
my ears when I was disrespectful to adults and teachers. I was also drug to
the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents or if I didn't put forth my best
effort in everything that was asked of me. I was drug out to pull weeds in
mom's garden and flower beds and cockleburs out of dad's soybean fields.
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 might be a better place today."