The days of pitching tents in the bottoms for squirrel camp are long gone.

​The days of pitching tents in the bottoms for squirrel camp are long gone.
Young boys don’t wade the creeks with H&H’s or Beetle spins anymore.
Most all the men I see on the river only have other men with them and none are getting younger.
Coffee is now drank cold.
Campfires are gone. “Sap lighter”, “rich pine” & “pine knots” are viewed as a foreign language when mentioned.
BB gun wars aren’t fought.
Bicycles aren’t ridden.
Birds aren’t hunted, turtles aren’t caught and the only way to get a biscuit is out of a can!
Long gone are the days of picking peas with papaw!
Shucking corn with Granny.
No more picking strawberries by the quart.
Saved many a Coca Cola bottle for the nickel back but no more…
Everyone’s modernized and moved up town.
Convenience has choked our next generation out!
When the last time you seen a pie in the window?
Clothes hanging on a line?
Folks just sitting under a shade tree?
We’ve all gotten in such a big hurry that we are missing life!
Want proof?
What are you chasing today?
​I’d almost bet you have to rush or travel to get it done.
The days of squirrel camp are long gone…….
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