Goodbye 40, I\'ll miss you.
It's a bittersweet day, today. Last night we sold our forty acres to my brother-in-law, the same person we bought the ground from. Never would have done it, ever, but a motocross track built directly across the dirt road from us. Never in a million years could I have believed something like that would happen, not as remote and isolated as our place is, but it did.
So, it was either sell it, or put up with lights bright enough to land jet planes by; music so loud, it hurt your ears a 1/4 mile away; beer bottles pitched up and down the road; loud roaring engines; smashed mail box existience. /forums/images/graemlins/mad.gif
I'll miss my ground... /forums/images/graemlins/frown.gif
It's a bittersweet day, today. Last night we sold our forty acres to my brother-in-law, the same person we bought the ground from. Never would have done it, ever, but a motocross track built directly across the dirt road from us. Never in a million years could I have believed something like that would happen, not as remote and isolated as our place is, but it did.
So, it was either sell it, or put up with lights bright enough to land jet planes by; music so loud, it hurt your ears a 1/4 mile away; beer bottles pitched up and down the road; loud roaring engines; smashed mail box existience. /forums/images/graemlins/mad.gif
I'll miss my ground... /forums/images/graemlins/frown.gif