I am always amazed at the variety of people who come to our little Ozark towns. Some people come for a visit, some come for the sights and then there are those who choose to stay. They like the way the folks treat them here. They say folks are real friendly and kind. But after they are here for awhile they get homesick and want to change our town to be more like the town they left. I don't understand why they just didn't come to visit instead. We like things the way they are, you can join us, but don't try to change us.
The area here in the Ozarks is rich with heritage and tradition. Many of us still cling to the old ways of doing things. The simplistic lifestyle of the native people here are reminiscent of the olden days. Some folks don't have wells or public water. They carry their water from a public artesian well owned by someone kind enough to allow people of lesser means to use it. Many still use wood as the only means to heat their homes, and still use wood cook stoves to make their meals.
In some ways coming here is like stepping back in time, back to the early 1900's. To a time when everyone made their own way in the world and you only had what you could make for yourselves. That is what drew me to this area. Yes, the lack of progress. A slower way of life, a meaningful way of life. A place where God is still welcome, a handshake and a promise is as good as gold.
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