Last week, I took a ride with the owner of a sand mine. They were making these huge craters in the earth and my millennial-shaped heart just wept. I kept thinking, what are we doing to our countryside? Why are we letting industry do this?
My heart strings were being pulled, but my head was going in another direction. I was caught in a pickle, going back and forth between third base and home. Sitting in this guy’s big, burly truck, I didn’t know what I thought. I didn’t know how much I cared.
While I would like to preserve our little piece of Jackson County, I also understand that this County needs good-paying jobs. Let’s face it, many residents in this County are barely making it.