My work takes me all across the state of Kentucky. I drive a lot....a whole lot. From the Mississippi River all the way to the mountains in Pikeville . Weekdays and weekends alike. A lots of times on rural backroads and especially in the evening time I'll see a bunch of cars at one house all parked in the yard. Nice big houses and small houses and trailers.... there isn't any pattern. Sometimes I can see the folks sometimes I can't. Generally there are lawn chairs or folding camp chairs and kids running or climbing in trees.Folks just having a visit and enjoying the shade as the sun goes down . Even though I see it often it probably isn't as common as it used to be. It takes me back to my childhood and times at my grandparents house in West Kentucky. My Dad would park the station wagon just off the bank gravel driveway and we would hop out and join our cousins.....playing baseball with tobacco sticks and pears or peaches from the trees out back. We would climb on the diesel tank or throw rocks at frogs in the cistern and take turns either pumping or drinking from the well. Then as the sun started to fade we would show up at the carport and under the yellow bug light my grandfather would be slicing a cantelope or a watermelon and Grandma would have some paper towels and a salt shaker for us and a couple of 16 ounce RC cola bottles. Every other car that went by on the road would honk and wave . Some nights we could watch the thunderstorms coming from the southwest and sometimes we could hear the big guns from From Fort Campbell as they sighted in targets on the back range.....but always we could here the bugs....cicada and crickets and everything else that were in the woods and fields. It really was like time stood still back then. I know it didn't but it sure seemed like it. Rolling a smoke with my uncles pipe tobacco seemed like a dam big sin back then .....or worse jumping the fence and dragging a two pound bass out of the neighbors pond.....We always put them in my grandfathers pond but the conquest was so rich we had to feel bad about it. It was a simple time and the simple pleasures enthralled and subdued us. We didn't know it but love was all around us. Love and protection......and peace. That's what I see as I drive these roads. Thousands of houses and lots with cars parked in the grass. Kids running wild and their families locked in casual conversation.....porch swings and camp chairs .....enjoying the breeze and enjoying a summer evening in Kentucky. It makes me want to go home.....It makes me want to go back.