Monday, July 27, 2015

I Miss America

Michael Downing


I am 62 years old and I miss the America I grew up in and I am afraid it is gone for good. My parents did not have a working front door lock on our house until I was well into my teens. The only time someone came into our house during those years they were so concerned about coming in that they left a note with their contact information and only came in because they needed to make a phone call because of an accident with injury. Cell phones didn't exist.

We could and had to walk to school even if it took 20-30 minutes to get there. After school and on weekends we could hop on our bikes with our fish poles or bats and gloves and disappear without anyone worrying about where we were as along as we were home for supper. As I grew into my teenage years it wasn't unusual to see pick up trucks in the school parking lot with a rifle, a shotgun and a fish pole in the rack behind the seat and most didn't worry about locking their trucks. It wasn't unusual for folks to go out on a stand in the morning before school and head back out to hunt as soon as the bell rung for the day. No one ever got shot at school and no one worried that they would.

My father was a WII vet who grew up on a rural farm where the great depression meant little but he knew that neighbors took care of neighbors and so we were taught. The extensive garden he planted yielded a harvest that as children we took to the homes of those in our neighborhood in need especially the elderly. The instructions were for us to politely ask if they would help us out by taking some of the excess vegetables that we had so they would not go to waste. There was some public assistance but the few on it were embarrassed to be on it. My father and grandfather during deer season distributed meat where it was needed They were known to ask folks to go buy a deer tag and then take them to the registration station with a deer with their tag on it and then cut it up for them. Neighbors and churches took care of those in need.

I do not think we are going to go back again. As a people we have changed and we have forgotten where we have come from and who we are. I hope we can take a knee and pray to find our way back because if we don't there are dark days ahead indeed. As for me I am preparing for the dark days ahead because I don't believe we can go home again...

19 comments:

  1. Even though I am a bit younger, it was still the same and I miss those days. It was a civilized time. It is saddening to see what we have now in its place. America gave it up for "Things." I am glad I have no children; I couldn't imagine trying to raise them in times like these.

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  2. You can't go "home" again... you can go back, but my experience has taught me that the "home" you remember has changed, and all you've really got are your fond memories. Change can be for the good, or bad. I agree with this gentleman, that most of the change that's taken place over my 57 years has not been good. So I prepare, and steel myself for insanity that's coming. I pray that our children and grandchildren survive it with the strong morals, integrity, and common sense that we've tried to instil in them. If not... "life's tough, it's even tougher if yer stupid" John Wayne

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    1. You can't go "home" again...

      I refuse to admit that you can't. :)

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  3. Thomas Wolfe was correct when he stated that you could not go home again. I am close in age to the above author, so he and I grew up in the same era. I grieve for an America that no longer exists and is gone forever. I grieve for my children and their generation, who have no clue as to the birth right that has been stolen, swindled and cheated from them. I will get an uncomprehending look on the faces when I inform them that the culture they find themselves in has gone collectively insane. I am filled with a cold fury at how my adult children will never enjoy the same freedom and liberties that I once enjoyed. They will never know what it is like to be truly left alone to pursue your own interests and goals.
    Weep for America, for she has fallen. Her scared Constitution is gone, ignored and in practice no longer exists. The God in we once trusted has been replaced with idols made in the image of the corrupt, and power hungry elites.
    I weep for my children, who continue to ignore my warning that very soon, all hell will break lose on this the FUSA, and the "gods of the copy book heading" will with terror and slaughter return.
    I may be old, but I am the most dangerous badass to walk through the valley of the shadow of death: I do remember the past. I will not forgive those who brought this to pass.

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    1. I do remember the past. I will not forgive those who brought this to pass.

      Neither will many fortunately.

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    2. "Weep for America, for she has fallen. Her scared Constitution is gone, ignored and in practice no longer exists. The God in we once trusted has been replaced with idols made in the image of the corrupt, and power hungry elites."

      This is correct....look at the various articles you posted today..the various problems stem from this statement. Immigrants are overtaking us as in http://www.breitbart.com/big-government/2015/07/26/new-california-mass-immigration-turning-virginia-blue/ and there will be further breakdowns in society to where like minded people determine to stand together and form their own areas...like a collective of counties which will throw the current borders & gov't out the window...it's only a matter of when!

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    3. like minded people determine to stand together and form their own areas...like a collective of counties which will throw the current borders & gov't out the window...it's only a matter of when!

      Agreed.

      http://freenorthcarolina.blogspot.com/2015/07/ew-california-mass-immigration-turning.html

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  4. Unfortunately, I think you are correct. I too am preparing for dark days.

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  5. indyjonesouthereJuly 27, 2015 at 3:32 PM

    Where I grew up all of the doors had locks but could all be unlocked with a skeleton key...do people even know what those are anymore. I also remember that no one locked the doors except to businesses. Bought my first handgun at a Holiday gas station. We could buy dynamite at the hardware store or down at the feed store. The town cop had one of the oldest cars in town but it didn't matter as the most heinous crimes generally happened on Halloween when machinery from the local machinery dealer might be pulled into the street or maybe an outhouse tipped over. Anyone remember using outhouses? Only after we pay a hell of a price for deserting morality and mandating multiculturalism will we have a chance to retrieve that life.

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    1. Where I grew up all of the doors had locks but could all be unlocked with a skeleton key...

      I hadn't thought of them in years. Thanks.

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  6. I grew up a 'free range' kid in the '40s and '50's and I still consider myself a free range American, although we are a dying breed. Yeah, I remember outhouses, too. Things changed with computers and cell phones, especially for our kids, I think. My kids were free range, too. They were probably the last generation to be so.... No, we can never go back to the way it was and that just breaks my heart for kids nowadays. I am amazed at how uneducated and downright dumb young people are today.....lots of teachers that way, too. Yes, I agree....dark times ahead.

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    1. I am amazed at how uneducated and downright dumb young people are today.....lots of teachers that way, too.

      Yes, mind boggling.

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  7. Thanks Brock for reposting this. It has been weighing on my mind since the last PATCON as this was what I was trying to portray in my opening remarks. As bad as I think it will be I am afraid it will be much worse than I can imagine but I pray for the strength to be able to carry on. Two quotes from the Eastwood movie The Outlaw Josey Wales come to mind and they speak volumes about how I feel and where we are headed.

    Lone Watie: We thought about it for a long time, "Endeavor to persevere." And when we had thought about it long enough, we declared war on the Union.


    Josey Wales: Now remember, when things look bad and it looks like you're not gonna make it, then you gotta get mean. I mean plumb, mad-dog mean. 'Cause if you lose your head and you give up then you neither live nor win. That's just the way it is.

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    1. Thank you for the heart-felt words, Sir. See you in about two months!

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  8. I'm just a tad shy of 60 and I too was one that walked about 20-30 mins to elementary school (having to cross a set of railroad track and god forbid 2 streets). But I would carry my rifle to school and leave it in the principal"s office until school was out, pick it up and go hurting on the way home. Carried a pocket knife from 4th grade until I graduated and more times than none, was asked by a teacher to borrow it to open a box or something. I also had my shotgun and rifle in the back window of my truck all through high school and never locked it up. My son went through school and never knew what it was like back then. He almost got in trouble in 3rd grade for carrying a spent 5.56 casing that I had given him.
    Like I have said before, this is NOT the country that we grew up in. And as sad as it is, we'll never see those days again.

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    1. this is NOT the country that we grew up in. And as sad as it is, we'll never see those days again.

      Everything we fought for in 1861 has come to pass. Thanks.

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