Thanks for posting the song about the rear view mirrow by Meatloaf. It almost made me cry. I'm 75 now and when I ride around town here I see so many places that bring back old memories of my childhood. Almost all my family is dead and I see so many old houses where they lived and places where they worked that are closed now. My only brother was just diagnosed with cancer and I am feeling my age too. I'm getting depressed and don't know how to get over it. No paradise to look foward to anymore, reality is hard to face.
I think I will take another ride out in the beautiful country here in NC and Va and enjoy natures beautify with my friend next door. We see so many old homes that are falling down, one has the date painted on the rock chemney(1827). Most of the old folks were tobacco farmers and there are old barnes almost on every road where they cured the tobacco. You never see the old roads unless you just turn off the main roads and try to get lost. The scenery here is beautiful, you can see mountains(blue ridge area) in many places, rivers, creeks and many cow farms and meadows, horses and beautiful fences. They are still planting tobacco too. We (my friend next door and I) take long rides through the country every day lately. I drive him in his car, I couldn't afford the gas. He is addicted to them, it is the only thing he dose besides watch TV. We try to get lost out in the country and sometimes we do but always come to a road we now or a town.
Well, it's about time for our ride.
Ken P.