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But I'm guessing Ben Franklin, despite his own admittedly libidinous ways, didn't have to write up a lot of neighborhood orgy reports.
I buy those little bottles to cook with.
There’s a mom here who sits with her kid in her idling mini-van AT THE END OF HER DRIVEWAY. The bus picks her kid up AT THE END OF HER DRIVEWAY. Nothing wrong with the kid - he hops out and runs into the bus when it arrives. It’s a safe, low-traffic area. I don’t see where THE END OF HER DRIVEWAY is such a hazardous place for her little snowflake to stand for a couple minutes. He’s out there alone on his ATV all the time.
Maybe she’s trying to keep him from playing hooky.
Sam, if you really want to cause a stir, make up a carbon-tax ticket book and hand them to the moms in the idling cars at the bus stop. Start with the Volvos. Heads will explode!
Yes, I’m not a big yogurt eater, but we have Stonyfield Yogurt. Very good.
We also have that beer can and bottle problem. Everyone around here is very green, including the teenagers, but I think some of them still seem to get a kick out of throwing their used cans and bottles out of the car window. Our town has an annual pickup day.
Anyway, that’s better than whoever threw a used washer and dryer down from the dirt road into our woods. A bit much to haul back up the hill, but someone did eventually get it—probably the road workers who were fixing a nearby culvert.
Actually, Vermont has a long tradition of junking cars and trucks in the woods. When a car is used up, they would just drive it into the woods and leave it to rust away. We had a clump of old Model A’s and Model T’s, off of a logging trail through our woods, but in the past ten years they have finished rusting and now are resting under the soil and the fallen leaves. Too bad, in a way. There were some really neat looking fenders.
I’m assuming the getting in touch with nature event was coed.
(An assumption I wouldn’t make here)
Grilled Jalapenos
Crumbled bleu cheese
Buffalo wing sauce
Bacon
Simple, elegant and veeeeery tasty!
we have a rail trail in my town in sc. i think if kids live with in a mile they should walk.
Yeah, the kids in my country neighborhood raises hell all of the school breaks on their four wheeler and motor bikes but can not even walk a quarter mile to the bus stop.
WALKING SCHOOL BUS
MINNEAPOLIS - Some students in Minneapolis are trading in tires for tennis shoes when it comes to getting to school.
Lyndale Community School is embracing its “walking bus” which started a few years back and has been growing ever since.
Every day, the “bus” operates on a set route, picking up more kids along the way. Four different routes operate on Friday.
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C. 1970 I lived about 3-4 houses inside the 1 mile limit, over which you could ride the bus. I walked in decent weather, on rainy / extra cold days the moms would carpool. It was all quiet subdivision roads, nothing busy/fast. It is absurd people think they have to have a bus for <1 mile.
This should give you a big clue as to who drives down this road. Obviously, many drunks use the road, along with other irresponsible types.
Do you really want kids walking down this road? How many would die if a drunk swerves off the road? How many will die from a teenage texter not paying attention?
Your local gov’t has given you 2 bad choices. Reject both. I would suggest an 3rd choice on the Ballot: Cut salaries of EVERY school board employee enough to keep all the buses running.
Before you put up your sign, find some poison ivey and smear it on the sign (wearing gloves). You’ll most likely still lose the sign, but somebody will pay a price.
BTW; I grew up in the city. High school limit was 3 miles. Outside that got you a pass for the city bus system.
Bad news; It was quicker to walk through lumber yards and factory lots to school than take 2 connecting buses.
Good news; That bus pass allowed me to ride any bus in the city from 6 in the morning to 7 in the evening. For a kid who played hooky often, it was a ticket to adventure land.
Look up the school staffing and count the number of administrators! On your sign put “Save the school buses! Fire two of the ______________, administrators!”
I’d say the title word “suspicious” is rather an understatement!
Nothing like a nice rambling story with a surprise at the end. Great article as always.
Stay off that trail, unless you’re packing more than yogurt!
I’d suggest a concealed .45.
; )