You are so right, Allan V. When I was about 4 years old, I ripped my shin open on an old sandbox in the next door neighbor’s back yard. My mother and the neighbor got me to the doctor who stitched me up. And that was the end of it. Today there would probably be a huge lawsuit for the negligence of the neighbor for leaving such a “dangerous” item where children could be hurt on it. It is sad that we seem to have become more interested in finding ways of making money than of maintaining community. No man is an island as the poet says but everyone seems to be trying to cut off their little piece of land and drift away on their own.
You are so right, Allan V. When I was about 4 years old, I ripped my shin open on an old sandbox in the next door neighbor’s back yard. My mother and the neighbor got me to the doctor who stitched me up. And that was the end of it. Today there would probably be a huge lawsuit for the negligence of the neighbor for leaving such a “dangerous” item where children could be hurt on it. It is sad that we seem to have become more interested in finding ways of making money than of maintaining community. No man is an island as the poet says but everyone seems to be trying to cut off their little piece of land and drift away on their own.