high or for sure high school we had no
street names. Though we didn't move
at all we had post office addresses
and the mail was delivered outside our
house. So the box number changed at
least twice.
So during that time we lived less than a
mile from the local park that had a
creek as well. I could tell.you many stories
when I went to that park.
Anyway there was a road above the park
my brothers and I called the high road.
It was the way we walked to the park
most of the time. Our house would be
going south when returning home.
There was a road next to the park. The
park was where the road ended. We
would go that way on our return home
and the road would curve to the left
and go up the hill to meet the high road.
This road we called the low road. I am
sure you figured that out already. If
we went straight instead take the curve
for a short ways than turn right there
would be the boat launch. Often we
see cars with their boats behind them.
Like the metaphor the low road was
easier to walk than the high road.
Also not as much traffic either. Most
driver's go up to the high road. Many
lived to the left and some to the right.
Returning home driving my parents
would take the low road since easier
and not as heavy traffic though not
as busy as today. When I got my
license I did the same and when I visit
I do the same. It is nice to have two
different routes.
Like the medafor the question is will
we take the load road which is easy
or the high road where there is more
success. Dealing with people though
the low road maybe the better route.
All comes down to what conclusion
you want. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
No comments:
Post a Comment