Small Town

  For the first time in the history of this blog, I don't have a title first.  Normally I have a "thought" in mind, a theme if you will, and the Title follows.  I go pick out a song to go with my blog, and the title just appears to me. Then I write.  Not this time.  The blog idea was brought to me by a friend, he wants me to tell a story.  A long story.

  While writing that fist paragraph, I came up with the title.  Let's do this first:

Small Town  <-- CLICK!!!

  I am 45 years old now, and I live in the city.  Literally half of my life has been dedicated to helping others.  I've been a career firefighter since 1990, and recently attacked the world of Emergency Medicine.  That's a whole different story, and not what this blog is about.

  The first half of my life was quite different!

 I grew up in Small Town, OHIO.  I went to school and studied hard.  I wasn't popular.  But I wouldn't change any of it for the world.

  Growing up on a farm, and having a buddy next door on a farm was never easy.  Waking up 3 hours before school to go check Muskrat traps, getting the cows where they needed to be. Then off to class.

  Even after school we had chores!  We were "latch key kids" our parents weren't home, but we knew what had to be done,  There was no alarm on our iPhone, no note from our parents, nothing.  But we knew!  The chores that were left for us took about 2 hours after school.  Cows, tractors, and family always came first. Throw the homework down if we felt like it, but we knew there would be time later when Dad was watching the 6:00 news.

  If you leave Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer to their own devices for two-three hours on a daily basis, some interesting things are going to happen!  THAT is what this blog is about, and I apologize now. this story is going to be in several parts.

  It seems to me now, that back then girls weren't all that important.  We had snowmobiles, dune buggys, go karts. NOW they tell us that tractors are cool.  We missed that!

  This blog is going to be 1 our of X.  I'm just going to keep typing the story of growing up in Small Town, Ohio.

  You let me know when you get tired of reading.....  More feedback = the longer I keep telling this story.