Yes, jobs are important, but as the truckers north of us have proved, so is freedom.
Not all are yoked to the big city and can leave. The truly eerie thing is who is wanting to move voluntarily there into the vacated buildings and purchase those houses and businesses?
@IsailedawayfromFR I think many opinions have changed since the 1950's. The biggest change may be most people that grew up in the 50's dreamed of moving to "the big city" to earn all that big money.
Seems like the Big Dream for today for most people is to get enough money put aside to move OUT of the big cities.
Don't believe me,ask anybody already living in a rural area about their new butthole neighbors.
I was at the polling place casting my vote one day when a woman wearing a mink coat actually had the gall after listening to my conversation with a friend to ask "You are the one that lives on that island with all the antique cars in the yard? When are you going to get rid of them? They are an eyesore when I drive by there."
She didn't much like my reply when I told her it was none of her bleeping business what I had or didn't have in my yard,and if she hated it THAT much she should offer me enough cash to sell to her and move out. If not willing to do that,she needed to stop driving my my place and looking,and to STFU about it and take her wrinkled old ass back to whatever yankee hellhole she left to move here.
I just have a way with words. Comes naturally.
And truth to tell,it looked to me like her husband enjoyed hearing someone tell the bitch off. Sure looked like he was struggling to hold back a smile.
BTW,I own 13 acres on an island,and am the only house here. No one else can build because of environmental laws and how high the water table is. I am "grandfathered" so there is nothing the county or the state can do about me.
I even have county water and a state-maintained dirt road,thanks to there being a couple of dozen houses here back in the 30's. The one I bought dated back to slavery days and the kitchen was actually separate from the rest of the house,and there was a covered walkway to it.
It was also the only house left standing on the island. I had already replaced it before it burnt down during a marsh fire. It was so rotten you could crumble the corner posts with your hand.
Paid 11 grand for the 13 acres and the house in 1980. Have considerably more in it today,but knew that was going to be necessary when I bought it. Seems like there ain't no such critter as a used house that doesn't need pretty much everything. Sometimes it really is cheaper and more practical to just go ahead and replace the whole damn thing instead of trying to repair everything wrong with it.
