A Lesson on Stereotypes
Michael Ramsburg
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I agree with you my friend. I am from rural middle Tennessee. As rural as it still remains it’s become overcrowded with angry people who are all in a rush and don’t have time for anything but honking their horns, texting and sometimes setting up the occasional meth lab.
I love hearing the old stories my dad used to tell me and, more recently, some of my older cousins. Folks used to load up in the wagons on Saturday night and head the mules over to my grandfather’s house (he had one of the few radios around) and they’d all gather round the front porch and listen to the Grand Ole Opry.
My dad and his brother used to drive the old family farm truck to town and pick up ice blocks from the railroad depot and drive around their end of the county (at the age of 13) selling blocks of ice to folks for their ice boxes.
I could go on and on, but suffice it to say we are losing huge, important chunks of Americana each and every day. As the Chinese proverb goes - when an elderly person dies it’s the equivalent of a library burning down.
All of these stories, these ways of life are dying off. They are being replaced with nothing of any substance, in my opinion. Nothing that will last, nothing “cultural.” 
Hang on to your past, relish in it, teach it to your kids, even if they don’t act interested. They will cherish those memories and those amazing stories long after you’re gone.

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