Just thinking about things

Gerry Fischer:



 Do you ever just sort of let go and think about things that’s happened over your life? I have, and I have listened to the random thoughts and stories told to me by others, Great stories of growing up, hardship and sacrifices made by parents in order so their children could do better. I think of a time when everyone knew who and what they were and the role models we emulated were wholesome, kind but resolute. I had the opportunity to hear stories of growing up in eastern Kentucky, from Alec Stone and the sacrifices unselfishly made by his father so he could get an education. I know from my own Warren County grandparents, mother, aunts and uncles, how a hard life was made a little easier for the children by providing occasional trinkets usually at Christmas. These things were cheap by today’s standards but priceless in the eyes of a deserving child. Often the things given were denied to the givers in their childhood, not by choice but by necessity. The ability to provide a “play pretty,” showed they successfully built on the foundation laid by their parents on top of the ones lain by theirs, each in their season. There is often a struggle between satisfying wants and needs, especially on the farm. If the crop does well and there’s enough left over for next year, and a little to boot provided by selling a hog or two, it’s a good year.

 I don’t know a farmer who has not at one time or another been near danger of death. I can say that about coal miners, truck drivers, hunters, police, factory workers and those in construction, but now I can add to that list Priests, Preachers, Rabbis, church congregations, teachers and students. Consider the role models our children have today. Movies and television seem to glorify the drug dealers, and show the rarely seen good side of them, which in truth doesn’t exist. Excuses are made for them and the other sociopaths that rob, kill, steal, torture and maim then cast blame on society, parents, and police, when the fault lies only with themselves.

 Is there anything we can do beyond living lives as good as we can, considering we are imperfect? Do we limit children’s time online, T. V., social media, and phone? I remember my mother limiting the time I could watch T.V. when the worst thing on air was Kukla, Fran and Ollie, a puppet show, Playhouse 90, Funny Flickers, Hayloft Hoedown and T Bar V Ranch. If she was smart enough to do that, aren’t we now? On any western I watched no bad guy in a gun fight suffered more than a flesh wound to the shoulder. I remember a space series called Flash Gordon, who fought the aliens with his ray gun. President Eisenhower made a special speech we all watched, Mom, Dad, me and baby Steve. He cautioned about violent shows being bad influences. These shows were formerly seen only at movies. Now they were exposed to children in their homes, some unfit for little eyes and ears. Ike was right. Now of course our children are exposed not only to killings enacted on T.V., but also the blood and gore that accompany the actual act of murder, although it’s unreal.

 People my age grew up with hog killing time, and to get “finger licking good fried chicken,” you killed, gutted and plucked the bird first. I wonder if it would do any good to take some of the children to a deer camp to see the deer on the gambrel be disemboweled before their eyes, see the blood, smell the smells, learn not only how bad is it for the dead victim, but also for the living victims, the police, sheriff, firemen, EMS, doctors and nurses? I expect the killers, not society, would begin to take blame. See what happens, when I start thinking about things?

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