Sunday, November 09, 2014

Remember Flanders Fields.

It surprised me to read, somewhere, this morning that Britain’s losses during that war were higher than their enemy’s.

Buffalo is teaching K.C. how to play football. Whether that will last is to be seen, but what I’m not seeing are Redskins scores. Chris Berman’s voice changed a bit today on the morning ESPN round-up. He had to speak about the 49’ers. His team. He appears a bit down, compared to the first couple of weeks to start the season.

No. I don’t think I’m going to look around for the Redskins scores. I’ll let them come to me.


Tomorrow is forecast to be in the Seventies. Good day to mulch the leaves. Then to clean the mower for the winter. I was afraid that the cold would get here too soon. I noticed, while out and about Thursday and Friday, that most of the business that had them were having the road grass and side bars on the parking lots mown and trimmed. The small town with declining population was looking good.

At least they still have a grocery store. And a hospital. And a School.

The next nearest of those is twenty-eight South. They don’t have a hospital but do have a dispensary, and a Doctor. Even a veterinarian (2 each).

I’m uncertain where they are coming from, not being a coffee shop devotee, but the East/West creek South of my place is filling up with people. Well, not the creek so much, really, the drainage along it. Use to be the nine miles from my village West had four places on the bluffs. Now, well, now there’s almost enough folks out that way to make the drive risky or something.

I’m slowly meeting some of the new comers at the various shops around town. Slowly. They appear the newly retired at around 55. New age retiree’s. They’re the buyers, the sellers are the old farmers and widows that are willing to sub-divide the farm for the retirement money – and then they move to town.

Probably the same town the buyers left.

So, lets see: The Fed says money turns over about seven times before leaving the small towns. If the small farmer sells and takes the money to the large town where he’ll spend it, and the large town retiree takes his money to the small town and spends it, then the net lose will be to the small town (the purchase price of the farm goes back to the large banks).

The circle is also missing the essential small town jobs, because they are drying up. Transportation is better, so the buyers drive back to their large towns to shop.


From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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