Water

"All day I've faced a barren waste

Without the taste of water, cool water

Old Dan and I with throats burned dry

And souls that cry for water

Cool, clear, water

Keep a-movin, Dan, dontcha listen to him, Dan.

He's a devil, not a man."

Did you ever hear the Sons of the Pioneers sing this song? Dad loved it.

I would expect that from Leonard Slye who became my childhood hero as Roy Rogers.

I remember working the ground "above town" as we called it and getting hot and thirsty. Dad would take me to the field tile near White Oak Creek where the water was running cool and clear. If it wasn't running it was a bad year.

You didn't dare drink the creek water, it was too polluted. The tile was safe compared to that.

Now they say tile water is polluted. I am glad I don't have to drink tile water anymore but I would trust mine more than a lot of other sources if I needed it.

I wonder if people's minds aren't polluted?

They can't sort from fact and fiction.

Ed Winkle