I love, love, love living in a Small Town World. (In case you haven’t guessed.) And here are just a few of the reasons why . . .
- Public workers are often people you went to school with. (That’s especially good when you’re speeding and get pulled over or you forget to pay the water bill.)
- When you call someone and get a wrong number, it’s usually someone you know. (At least they know someone you know.)
- You went to church with some of your teachers. “Mr. Ritchie, do we have to take that test tomorrow?” (That can be a bad thing, too.)
- Your kids play with the kids of your friends when you were a kid. (That can be a bad thing, too, too.)
- Directions are often, “Turn at the Dari Diner, go past Doc Saddoris’s house and the old school to the street where Mrs. Jordan lived.”
- Instead of street addresses it’s, “The old Johnson House” or “The Mullendore Mansion.”
- If your kids do something wrong, you hear it before they get a chance to lie to you about it.
- If you friended every one of the kids you graduated with on Facebook, you’d have a whopping 69 friends. (My cousins from Old Ford would only have twenty-something friends.)
- When you apply for your first job, you usually call your prospective boss by his first name. (My first three jobs.)
- The people you grew up around are nicer than people anywhere else in the world. In fact, they’re THE BEST!
Bonus #11: You know where the bodies are buried. 🙂
I know I’m missing some like, “kids from all churches attend various church functions” (especially if there’s food) and “when a dog gets lost, someone across town will recognize it, call it by name and return it to you.”
What else am I leaving out?
Next time–the worst things about living in a Small Town World. (If I can think of any.)
January 23, 2014 at 10:26 am
Love this!!!
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January 23, 2014 at 5:52 pm
LOL! And every one of them are true. (Right?)
January 23, 2014 at 8:07 pm
So true… so true… 😉
January 24, 2014 at 8:28 am
🙂 Thanks for stopping by for a visit!
January 24, 2014 at 1:39 pm
I think the best thing about being from the old town of Mannford is knowing everyone & most of them ARE your cousins. We need to compile an address book of our cousins that live in Mannford – I think we may have more cousins in Mannford than any other town around, though. So, if you count the cousins, there would be TONS of FB friends to invite to be a friend on FB. LOL
Also, I met another cousin of ours – Gary’s son, I think, at Scratch – the cafe that was formerly OJs. He was a handsome guy, so I KNEW he must be related to us!!
BTW – Scratch (the restaurant) has wonderful homemade ice cream & cheesecake & French fries, too!
January 24, 2014 at 5:55 pm
Oh, very true, Sharon!
Which one of Gary’s boys did you meet? He has two–Shane and Dustin. They’re both great guys! (And I’m not a bit prejudiced.) LOL.
Get started with that list, Sharon! I wonder how long it will be?
Nice to see you!
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