I grew up about two miles outside of a town with a population of 49. The next nearest town was 1200 and 10 miles away, and the nearest 'city' of 60K was an hours drive away. My HS graduating class had 44 in it. I have spent the last few years all over the place (gotta see the world when you are still young) but am finally married and a semester away from finishing my Civ. Eng. degree.

Amen to that. I feel exactly the same.

Grew up in the foothills of the Adirondacks. Could catch walleyes and throw them in the front yard. Walk out the back door and start hunting. It was rural, dirt poor living but great. We planted about 3 acres of garden every year. 5 kids. No freezer or any of that. My mom canned everythinng imaginable. Our basement was a dirt basement built around 1900 where we stored lots of potatoes. We raised our own chickens(50 a year)for eggs and we canned them when they were older. We canned all our venison. Partridge, rabbits and all that were eaten the day they were killed. Fish were eaten the day caught. We raised a couple hogs for food. We picked everything wild like blue berries, black berries and wild grapes for jams and jellies. Our chores every Saturday were hoe and weed the gardens and then you could go fishing or whatever. In the fall we hunted. I started hunting alone at age 8. We trapped in the spring for muskrats and mink for gun, ammo money and things like a bicycle. Worked on a neighborhood farm every summer.

Schlutzy, that is an awesome picture and I can't wait to hear of your hunting stories with your daughter! The milk man job is a 365 day a year rain snow or shine job!!Being from Minnesota i bet you have driven through some snow a few times!!

David, that is a hard way of living but you will never forget your roots and sometimes i think i would like it that way if you still could i bet its probably much harder to do it now-a-days, but people do.

You ain't a kidding there! I remember a few snow storms where I was hitting drifts that were 5' in height and I was worried as hell on breaking the grill on the truck. Some of them bad snow storms I worked 2 days straight getting my milk picked up and helping other milk haulers. It's been 6 or 7 years since we had a bad one. I hope it stays that way. Thanks for the compliments P@Y!! I really appreciate it!!

City slicker by birth, country boy by choice . . . born, raised and still living in Columbus, but my family has always had a little bit of land and a good huntin' cabin in SE Ohio (Muskingum Co.) Definitly leaving the city before my daughters (7&8) reach middle school . . . P&Y, where's Nashville? . . .I've never heard of it

I'm pretty much countrier than corn bread. I'm very uncomfortable in the city, really don't like driving in them......Shoot, the "town" I live in is 13,000 strong and I'm getting claustrophobic. The quieter the better. The only thing that keeps my sanity is where I work. I work way out in BFE, in a warehouse all by myself.

Tomorrow morning I'll sit on my front steps w/ a cup of coffee and listen to the turkeys gobble, and that's after I run all the deer off the road when I drive through. It's terrible I tell ya, just terrible. If I get really lucky, I'll see my family of bald eagles, or maybe the turkeys will be in the bean field.

I can remember a couple of times when i was in high school that we got some bad snows and every milk truck that tried to get through to us got stuck are farm is way off the beaten path and our road drifts bad. We wneded up pouring two full bulk tanks down the drain that winter![][][]I almost cried that was a tight winter in the pocket was hard to get caught up on the bills after that! I was working 120 hours a week and playing ball that spring to try to catch up!! And yea school work at that time was non-exhistant!! The farm staying a-float was a bit more important to me!

Josh, exactly!!!No really it is in Holmes county, yea yea where the Amish live, but my farm has land in Knox county and Holmes county.