Posted: 10/22/2005 6:09:39 AM EDT
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Small Towns Those who grew up in small towns will laugh when they read this. Those who didn't will be in disbelief. 1) You can name everyone you graduated with. 2) You know what 4-H means. 3) You went to parties at a pasture, barn, gravel pit, or in the middle of a dirt road. On Monday you could always tell who was at the party because of the scratches on their legs from running through the woods when the party was busted. (See #6.) 4) You used to "drag" Main. 5) You said the "F" word and your parents knew within the hour. 6) You scheduled parties around the schedules of different police officers, because you knew which ones would bust you and which ones wouldn't. 7) You could never buy cigarettes because all the store clerks knew how old you were (and if you were old enough, they'd tell your parents anyhow.) 8) When you did find somebody old enough and brave enough to buy cigarettes, you still had to go out into the country and drive on back roads to smoke them. 9) You knew which section of the ditch you would find the beer your buyer dropped off. 10) It was cool to date somebody from the neighboring town. 11) The whole school went to the same party after graduation. 12) You didn't give directions by street names but rather by references. Turn by Nelson's house, go 2 blocks to Anderson's, and it's four houses left of the track field. 13) The golf course had only 9 holes. 14) You couldn't help but date a friend's ex-boyfriend/girlfriend. 15) Your car stayed filthy because of the dirt roads, and you will never own a dark vehicle for this reason. 16) The town next to you was considered "trashy" or "snooty," but was actually just like your town. 17) You referred to anyone with a house newer then 1965 as the "rich people. 18) The people in the "big city" dressed funny, and then you picked up the trend 2 years later. 19) Anyone you wanted could be found at the local gas station or the town bar. 20) You saw at least one friend a week driving a tractor through town or one of your friends driving a grain truck to school occasionally. 21) The gym teacher suggested you haul hay for the summer to get stronger. 22) Directions were given using THE stop light as a reference. 23) When you decided to walk somewhere for exercise, 5 people would pull over and ask if you wanted a ride. 24) Your teachers called you by your older siblings' names. 25) Your teachers remembered when they taught your parents. 26) You could charge at any local store or write checks without any ID. 27) The closest McDonalds was 25 miles away (or more). 2 The closest mall was over an hour away. 29) It was normal to see an old man riding through town on a riding lawn mower. 30) You've pee'd in a cornfield. 31) Most people went by a nickname. 32) You laughed your butt off reading this because you know it is true, and you forward it to everyone who may have lived in a small town. I would not have wanted to been raised any other way!!!! Tough times don't last... Tough people do... |
or driving to church services.
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1. Fast food is going to Casey's for a sandwich 2. If you need gas/cigarettes/beer after 9 on a weeknight or 10:30 on weekends you're screwed 3. You can leave your truck running with the windows down and go into the store without thinking twice. 4. It's been so log since you've locked your house that you're not sure where the keys are. 5. The only police officer in town is part time. 6. Bar hopping means not sitting in your "usual" seat. 7. The only time you have a traffic jam is at the grain elevator during harvest. 8. The movie theatre is a drive-in ( but we've got twin screens now!) |
Yep I grew up in that small town. We actually didn't even have one stop light LOL. I grew up wanting to get the hell out of there. Then when I did I realized what I'd lost. When I have kids I'm going to raise them in a small town like that one. "It's understood By every single person Who'd be elsewhere if they could So far so good And life's not unpleasant In their little neighbourhood" |
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The town I live in now has less residents than my high school class had graduates. No stop lights, no bars, no fast food, no police. We have one gas station and it closes at 6:00PM (closed all day Sunday). I haven't heard of any crime at all in the 7 years I've lived here, except a church that burned down, and they think it was kids playing with matches that caused it. Think I'll stay here a while... 
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Thats my town! Or was. All the new devlopments and city folk moving here are changing it, but those people bring money to the area which is a good thing, and out ways the bad. We party at a quarry all the time. We also have parties at in farm storage buildings. Matt |
| i still run into older women who used to be kitchen cooks at school when they still REALLY cooked the lunches and they always call me by my fathers name. the local ne"er do wells are known by everyone and the social scene is based around the VOL. fire dept. and gun club. local gossip is spread at the local bar or post office. after 7pm the only customers at the local conveniance store are getting milk and bread or lottery tickets. my boys wander the same woods as i did and have nieghborhood pick-up football games in the same school yard as i did, ride their bikes over to gramma's on a summer afternoon and sit and eat a jar of her home made dill pickles then zig zag their way around town before coming back home. you know personally the people your daughter is babysitting for and they just may have babysat your kids a few years ago. your kids buy cars from folks in town you know you can trust and you know the garage they had all their work done at cause you used to hang out with THOSE kids to. you'd go into school monday mornin telling a local girl you were drinkin with her grandfather over the weekend and wow he has some stories. as you sit at the local barber shop waitin your turn, your schools principal is in the chair . your first nip of booze was when you and your paw were bailin hay for a local farmer and he gave you a slug from his jug of hard cider at 15 yrs' old and pa made ya swear not to tell ma, and you remember how that farmers wife would sniff out that jug of cider hidden in the milk house and water it down to make sure her husband got all the hay in before he got drunk. |