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Just a Thought for Red Ribbon Week
JUST A THOUGHT FOR RED RIBBON WEEK
A GOOD “DRUG” PROBLEM
The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a meth lab had been found in an old abandoned farmhouse at the edge of town and he asked a rhetorical question, “Why didn’t we have a drug problem like that when you and I were growing up?”
I replied: “I had a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals. I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather. I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults. I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of my teacher or preacher, or if I didn’t put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me.
I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profane word. I was drug out to pull the weeds in Mom’s garden and flowerbeds and drug to pick up rocks in Dad’s field. I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline, or chop some firewood; and, if my mother had ever known I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the woodshed.
Those drugs are still in my veins; and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, and think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin; and if today’s children had this kind of drug problem, America would be a better place.