Do you remember a time when you could ride your bike all over town and leave it on the grass while you played catch with a friend or prop it up against the outside wall of the drug store while you went in for an Eskimo Pie and you didn't have to lock up the bike because you knew nobody would steal it?
Do you remember conversations where you voiced your opinion and your friend voiced his opinion and you could agree to disagree and nobody was called a racist or a Nazi?
Do you remember Sunday mornings in church where the minister didn't care about your 'feelings' or about being politically correct but actually preached from the Word of God and let you know in no uncertain terms that if you didn't repent of your sinful ways that you would spend eternity in the fiery depths of Hell?
Do you remember a time when right was actually right and wrong was wrong and the difference was clearly spelled out by our parents and was clearly spelled out in the Bible and if we chose wrong over right, there were consequences?
Do you remember a time when the worst name a person could be called was 'Liar' and the person who lied to you was never again trusted and a person was respected whose word was his bond?
Do you remember a time when people could look at a monument in the shape of a cross or at a Christmas Nativity scene or at a Civil War statue or at the name of one of our founding fathers on a building and not be so offended and so vocal about it that these things had to be removed?
And do you remember when families gathered to celebrate a holiday or Grandma's birthday or Junior's graduation and everybody got along and nobody checked their cell phones every 5 minutes and when there were disagreements, we kept quiet out of respect for the holiday and out of love and respect for Grandma and out of a desire not to ruin Junior's party?
And do you remember a time when you had more rights than someone who broke the law by sneaking across our borders and when those laws were enforced and when we weren't expected to pay for all the services for those law breakers?
And do you especially remember when men were expected to be the head of the household and earned a living to provide for their families and weren't considered 'toxic' and when women weren't shamed and disrespected for raising their children and being the heart of the home and when children said 'Yes, Ma'am' and 'No, Sir' and got their mouths washed out with soap when they dared use a vulgar word within the hearing of their parents?
Not everything in times past was sunshine and unicorns. But I just don't remember those times as being so mean and nasty and scary as they are now. I don't remember having to double check to make sure my door is locked all the time. I don't remember being afraid to walk outside after dark. And I don't remember living with the knowledge that we are, beyond the shadow of a doubt, headed into truly dark times.
I know I can't go back and live in the past and I know that I can not change the horrible realities of today where those who wish to be in power believe killing babies is OK and where killing police officers has become a sport and where the Antifas of the country are tolerated rather than jailed.
I can only hope that when the time comes, enough folks will remember what life was once like here in our beautiful country and will find the courage to do whatever can be done to find those times again.
And because I am also a realist - keep on prepping.
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