@flga-2-2
I have, repeatedly........
Most days I dress quite similarly to how I dressed in the 1960's.?ÿ
I wasn't even an idea yet......?ÿ?ÿ 😉
You can see ALL of the stars at night because there is no light pollution.
Someday, I want to do this, if only for an hour.
Can see nearly all of them any cloudless night.?ÿ Might miss a few close to the horizon in one direction.
You drive into town and make seven stops at various places of business and you know every person in every place plus you know everyone you happen to see along the street.
I shaved, trimmed and kinda dressed up for a commissioner meeting once and one guy asked me if my boss (me) was going to make it! Lol
When your house (my grandparents' house actually), 1 block from a state route, is at the edge of town. The block contains a church, and two other houses.
The nearest "town" does not appear on any map currently printed.
@flga-2-2
Had a potato king from idaho show up in a 10 year old Ram truck that looked like a farm truck. Old t-shirt, and jeans...
Next time he showed up in a Lambo.?ÿ
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...so it??s safe to assume you didn??t smoke a tractor on the way to the joint speech? ?????ÿ
When your address is in a small town, 60 miles away in another state that you last visited 3-years ago; and mail delivery is twice per week.
That is definitely waaaay out in the boondocks.?ÿ Where Mrs. Cow grew up her address was in the neighboring state but it was only about 15 miles to the post office.
...or when you have to fly in and out with your bush plane or wait for winter to use the snow machine to get anywhere else but your place.
Me thinks a party of this site has such a location to call home, and a paradise to be sure.
Old joke:
A city slicker hadn't seen his country cousin for a while so he thought he'd go out and visit.?ÿ Since his cousin lived so far into the sticks he had no phone or electricity.
The city slicker drove 60 miles until the pavement turned to gravel.?ÿ After another 10 miles it turned to dirt.?ÿ Another five miles and the road was reduced to a dirt rut trail.?ÿ At the end of that he had to wade a stream, climb a rock bluff and walk the last mile to his cousin's house.
When he got there he only saw a sign on the front door.?ÿ It read, "Tired of the rat race - gone fishing".?ÿ
True conversation with a rural contractor we were staking for on a project 50 miles away: "We gonna need slope stakes tomorrow." "OK, where?" "Where we parked the scraper last night and then east about mile." "And where was that." "Next Robertson's mailbox." "Does the area needed happen to have stationing on the plans?" "I bet there is, let me look!"?ÿ "And what might they be?" "Says here........"
This conversation was repeated a number of times on this 10 mile project.
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Many years ago I was helping a fellow farm some ground near where he grew up which was about 250 miles from where I had.?ÿ One day he was giving me directions to take his tractor from what he called The Delp Farm in Clay County to his primary farm in Riley County.?ÿ That was more than 20 miles and he wanted me to stay off the highway as much as possible.?ÿ His directions started out, "Head east down this road until you get to the corner where Little Johnny Brooks lived, turn right and......................"
He enjoyed seeing the look on my face of puzzlement about how the heck I would know where Little Johnny Brooks lived.?ÿ He gave a big laugh and told me exactly how many miles that would be and what to look for at that corner.?ÿ He explained Little Johnny Brooks hadn't lived there in 50 years and the house had been torn down about 20 years prior to my trip with absolutely nothing to tell me there had ever been a house there.
