About Dirt Road Dredge

My Daddy and Mama would take us kids for a ride down the back roads, which were one lane dirt roads in SE Georgia, most nights after Supper. We would pile in the cab of Daddy's 66 Chevy truck to go looking for deer, and of course there was the ever-possible sighting of the Bogeyman. Occasionally we stopped by the Ice Plant where Daddy would get a box of Sugar Babies for us all to share. It was such a simple time to spend with each other but WE thought it was the greatest thing on Earth!

As I look back on those days the world was mundanely uncomplicated. I’ve decided to Blog about those simple times, simple things and good food. Dredging up memories of those good ole days when family night was every night is a good thing. We were always learning from our Family but never had a clue because it was just what you did! Welcome to Dirt Road Dredge.

Friday, March 3, 2017

Pass the sugar...

Quite often it seems we find ourselves in a quagmire of difficulty when it comes to kindness.  By kindness I mean a simple, everyday common core of decency towards human kind. We should never entertain the questions of to be or not to be kind.  We should be kind! 

Pass the sugar.  

What has happened to the politer considerate society of the past that was built on lending a helping hand?  Do we just need a reminder to do a good deed and expect nothing in return?  I find my internal radar searching daily for an inkling of these elusive qualities around me.  Are other people kind any more?  It is ingrained in my being if someone drops something I should reach down to pick it for them or excuse myself if I walk in front of someone browsing at the grocery.  Perhaps it is just rolling in my elderly neighbor’s trash cans or blowing off their driveway after I’m done with my own.  Kindness is a genuinely sweet thought just like sugar.

Pass the sugar.

How did these basic acts of kindness find themselves planted so far in the past?  I’m not sure, however, I plan to be part of the solution.  We are all busy with the traffic jam of life but I have visions of what a sunny day it could be, if we were all sweet to one another again.  

I say pass the sugar...


1 comment:

  1. We are too dang busy and too preoccupied to think about the predicaments of others. Sad state of affairs!

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