The Drugs of Yesterday

The other day I learned that a young woman that I used to know here in town, is now on drugs. Her mother is raising her children and it just turned my stomach! This girl was intelligent and had a lot going for her, but now shes got a dead end future and her family is paying the price for her bad choices.

It made me think of my strict mama and how I was afraid she would KILL ME if I ever even took a puff from a cigarette. She definetly taught us right from wrong and I do my best to pass it on myself.


I got this a few years ago from a friend and Ive kept it and shared it whenever I can.

Its called the "DRUGS of Yesterday" and it reminds me of my childhood!!!

No wonder I turned out so good! ha ha ha.

I hope you'll share it with your friends and family and print it out and keep it on the fridge. Its wise words.

"The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a "meth" methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farm house in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question, ''Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?''

I replied: ''But I did have a drug problem when I was a kid growingup on the farm.''

I had a drug problem when I was young:

I was drug to church on Sunday morning.
I was drug to church for weddings and funerals.
I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather.

I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults.

I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect,
spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher.

Or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me.

I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profane four letter word.

I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flower beds and cockleburs out of dad's fields.

I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to helpout some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline, or chop some fire wood,
and if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the wood shed.......and the other end of me would have been on fire

Those drugs are still in my veins; and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, and think.

They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin, and if today's children had this kind of drug problem, America might be a better place today.

AND WE ALL GOT ALONG A WHOLE LOT BETTER TOO !

The way I see it... is... the drug problem in America needs the drugs of yesterday!

-Author unknown