The universe has provided us with the wonder of technology. This very technology that surrounds us, is causing the country life to be on the endangered species list.
There is no greater sense of accomplishment than living the country life. Working with your own hands to build something, call it your own and leave your mark in life, all by your own hands. Every day is a gift filled with great appreciation for what you have received. And you are thankful for having been able to share it.
Of course, your children bring great satisfaction to this piece of heaven too. When you see them living by the same values and morals that have been handed down from generation to generation and in turn, handing them down to theirs.
Is our way of life on the endangered species list? Will we someday be extinct?
I fear, the answer is yes, to both those questions. Yet, I remain hopeful. We have done our part, just as our elders have, to keep the traditions going. Carrying them forward and instilling them in our children and their children’s’ children. I see the future in our children, and the children will be our future.
The days of yesterday have brought us far in life. You first have to know where you’ve been to know where you’re going. Country life has given of itself the very core of it’s being. Accomplishment, success and the hardships on the road to get there, family morals and values, a stronger sense of who you are and what part you play in the game of life and an unbreakable family bond. The best part is being at peace and finding serenity in everything you do.
Here is an excerpt from Charlton Heston’s book. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.
Excerpted from The Courage to be Free, by Charlton Heston (Saudade Press, 2000). pp. 45-47
“I like what I see when I look at the rural enclaves of the North, South, East and West today. The boys and girls are different there somehow. More confident, maybe. Less afraid of the conventional aspects of life. And certainly less inclined to turn to drugs to relieve the reality that some youths misread as boredom.
Rural youth still reflect a richer time, when boys worked with their fathers and even emulated their walk and talk. Through the years, country boys seemed to grow into men eagerly and early because we gave them the opportunity to do so. They had to hunt and fish for the table, trap for the hides to sell for cash, fix their own brakes and adjust their own carburetors, plow a field when Dad had calves to pull, stretch barbed wire, toss a seventy-five pound square bale of hay on a truck with everything they had – essentially 150 pounds of sixteen-year-old bone, guts, sweat, and sinew — and learn animal husbandry by delivering a new lamb.
Their sisters grew to womanhood learning to manage, feed and heal the household. Country girls at an early age could run things almost as well as their mothers could and nobody considered their work a shameful task. “Housewife,” “cooking” and “sewing” were noble words. Women weren’t afraid to be strong in their femininity and reach out with unrestrained toughness to hold a family together, often functioning as a teacher, preacher and psychologist. Country women were nearly always considered to be a full partner — separate but equal — and they were proud of their vital role in taming the land and creating a culture of freedom and strength. They did not insist their men adopt feminine qualities, but jealously guarded those traits for themselves.”