(Photo above: Kitchen at Pres. Jimmy Carter’s childhood farm)
I remember when America was a land of milk and honey. When plain and simple was coveted rather than something to sneer about.
I passed through Plains, Georgia, where I came across this street art painted on the walls of the Plains Pharmacy.
If asked to draw a picture with words of the environment I saw in this small town of Plains, Georgia and the adjacent town of Americus, an apt description would come from Bob Dylan. “Where the stars and stripes explode, the peaches, they were sweet and the milk and honey flowed.”
(Above photo: Main Street, Plains, GA)
For many, thanks to the humanitarian work of Habitat for Humanity in Americus, GA and in places around the world, the basics of life such as a decent place to live come at the hands of wonderful volunteers.
(Photo below: Windmill at Pres. Carter’s childhood family farm)
The winds of change of a country begin on an individual basis by our actions and attitudes. I’d like to see America’s wholesome values restored back to what I remember from my childhood. For me, my volunteer work at a place called Lift Up is as fulfilling as anything else I do.
Is there anything you can do to make a difference? If so, step up!