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Life in Rural America

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Being a Good Country Neighbor

Cow in field

Part of being a good country neighbor in a rural area is treating people and their property with respect. There is an old saying, “People in glass houses should not throw rocks.” Here in the country, just about all of us have something to lose. Chances are most of us have chickens, ducks, dogs, cattle, goats, horses… etc. It would be a shame for my neighbor to shoot my dogs, when we both have chickens and dogs. It could just as easily have been his dogs that found my chickens, as my dogs found his chickens.

A few days ago I was walking to the back of the property with my dogs, when I spotted one of my neighbors cows. Not wanting the dogs to go after the cow, I took them back to the house and closed them up.

Peer Pressure In The Shooting Community

Kevin Felts political commentator

Didn’t you know, there is a new cartridge, and it beats everything else hands down. If you do not switch to the new cartridge, then you are just stupid.

Maybe not those exact words, but something like them, have been repeated for decades. Want an example? Look at the 40 S&W and Glock fanboy clubs. say a disparaging word about either, and members of the shooting community are quick to discredit, argue, or sling insults.

An example is an article I posted on AllOutdoor – Opinion: The 40 S&W Needs To Go Away.

From the time the 40 S&W was introduced I found the recoil excessive. People who know me personally probably remember me saying that since the 1990s. But when you post it in public, saying you do not like the 40 is worst than sacrilege. How dare someone say they do not like a high pressure round that has excessive recoil. Learning to shoot the 40 S&W is just a matter of training, right?

Nope!

Turned 50 Years Old

Working on the bar-b-q pit

I recently turned 50 years old, and life has not turned out like what I had expected. When I graduated high school and went to work, I believed that if someone worked hard, and was a dedicated employee, the employer would treat you well. That was all a lie. Pretty much everything I was taught in school had been a lie. The only thing that was not a lie, was going to college.

In 1986 when I graduated high school, shipyards along the gulf coast had collapsed due to switching to OPEC for our oil production. I thought a young man could leave high school, apply himself, and everything would be ok. It was a fantasy that was no longer realistic.

1994 was when I decided to go to college. I was working at a welding shop in Southwest Louisiana that did not provide any real benefits. There was no vacation time, just a few paid holidays, no 401k, and no health insurance for my family. Something had to change. I had been working in various welding shops for eight years, and knew they were a dead end. So I went to Lamar College and talked to them.

To Love And To Lose

Dogs walking in a creek

The pain of losing my new puppy Buckshot reminds me of how bad it hurts to lose something you love. My heart has been broken for two days, and I suspect the pain will last for months, maybe even years.

Buckshot came to the house looking for someone to love him. All he wanted was for someone to play with him and love him. He did not suffer and passed away within just a few seconds after being ran over.

The person who said it was better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved, was an idiot. The pain builds up over the years. Sorrow, pain and regret fills our memories, or at least mine anyway.

Where Do You Find Your Happiness

Kevin Felts political commentator

Happiness, what is it, where does it come from and where can it be found? I turned 49 years old in 2017. As I look back there have been various times when I was happy. I can look back at the 1990s and think of times when I was happy, and a lot of times when I was not happy.

There have been times when I was very happy with a job. Such as when I worked at various welding shops in Southeast Texas. Some of them were good to work for, some were terrible.

The worst kind of happiness is that which depends upon others.

We are social creatures. As such, we in part draw happiness from being with others. We have relationships, friends, get married, have children, all of which depends on other people cooperating. When they do not cooperate, our happiness is destroyed. Such as a friend who tries to steal your wife, or a wife who cheats.

Trip to the 2016 Texas Renaissance Festival

Parade at the Texas Renaissance Festival

My fiancée (Samantha) and I went to the 2016 Texas Renaissance Festival Saturday, November 19th and we had a great time. The weather was perfect. A cold front had blown through on Friday, which dropped daytime highs to the mid 60s. Skies were clear and beautiful.

Samantha and I woke up around 6:00 am. I got my shower, got dressed, and we headed out around 7:00. On the way out we stopped at the Donut Palace on Hwy 190 in Jasper Texas. When I was working on a tugboat, this was the same donut shop I would stop at on the way to work. The Donut Palace is ran by a friendly Asian couple. I got a sausage, egg and cheese croissant, blue monster and chocolate glazed donut. Samantha got a bag of donut holes.

We headed west on Hwy 190, which took us through Woodville Texas and into Livingston Texas. At Livingston, we turn south on Hwy 59 south until we reached Cleveland. At Cleveland we turned west on Hwy 105. Hwy 105 took us through Cut-n-Shoot, Conroe, Montgomery, and finally to the Plantersville exit, which is 1774.

Arriving at the Festival

Election, Life, Millennials, Democrats and the 2016 Elections

Kevin Felts political commentator

I want to do a video blog (vblog) about the elections, life and millennials. There has been a lot of stuff going on in the United States and worldwide, that will be felt for generations. If Trump holds true to even part of his promises the United States poses to be a world leader. And not only a world leader, but to work with other world leaders to create a bright future for everyone.

The liberal agenda of open borders and free trade has to end. The liberal agenda of safe haven cities for illegal immigrants has to end. It will be interesting to see what happens when safe haven cities defy President Trump.

2016 election

The democrat party platform, as they have always been, is built on fear.

1860s – 1960s, democrats played on the fears of minorities. See those minorities over there, they want to hurt you.

1960s – present day, democrats have demonized the conservative white male. See that white man, he is oppressing all minorities.

Random Thoughts October 26 2016 and Life Changes

Old axe head found near a creek

When this article is being written, I am 48 years old, and getting close to turning 49. Life has not gone anywhere near like what I wanted. A large part of that is my own fault. When I graduated high school I went into the work force rather than joining the military or going to college. The older I get the more I regret those decisions.

At 17 and 18 years old I wanted to join the army and try out for special forces. Some may call that a pipe dream, while others call it silly. I call it having a dream. Par of life should be following your dreams. Rather than joining the army I got married and had children.

The other things I wanted to do, and have wanted to do all of my life is archeology and anthropology.

July 3rd of 2016 I quit my job on a tugboat. I got tired of working 100 hours a week, and I got tired of hearing grown men whine and complain. Working on a tugboat is like working around a bunch of high school teenage girls. Backstabbing, gossiping, always worried about what other people think,,, life on a tugboat was downright bad.

Life Changes

Random thoughts January 14 2016

Random thoughts January 14 2016Please Rate This Article Time for some random thoughts on life from a bored survivalist. Lets start with happiness. What is happiness? Happiness is defined as a “mental or emotional state of well-being.” Whos responsibility is it for you to be happy? Is it your spouses responsibility for you to be […]

Single at 47 faded dreams of love

Single at 47 faded dreams of lovePlease Rate This Article Something happened that I would never in a million years thought could come true, my beloved Kristy and I divorced. We met in 2000 while I was working at Lake Conroe between Conroe and Montgomery. After a whirlwind romance we got married and swore our […]

Starting a new phase in life

I feel like I am starting a new phase in life. Here I am at 46 years old (almost 47), finished paying my child support almost a year ago and starting a new career. Is this how life is supposed to work?

When I finished high school in 1986 my fiance’s grandfather helped me get a job at a welding shop in southeast Texas. The pay was pretty bad, but at least I was learning something. From 1986 – 1999 I bounced around various welding shops hoping the pay and benefits would get better, but they never did.

1995 I went to Lamar College in Port Arthur for a degree in computer information systems. Working a full time job, being a parent, being a husband and going to college takes dedication.

1999 – 2000 my life fell apart. I lost my job due to the company making poor decisions. It sure is funny how the CEO make make terrible decisions and everyone else has to pay the price. Then in 2000 my wife of 14 years filed for divorce. In all honesty I was tired of her screaming, fit-throwing and refusing to control her spending. In the long run divorcing her was probably the best thing that happened to me. But it would take years to make progress in my life.

Starting a new career

A few months ago a buddy of mine and I were talking about life, jobs, careers when I mentioned I was tired of the 8 – 5 grind. I expressed how tired I was of doing the same thing day after day. My buddy suggested a look into getting a job in the tugboat industry. You live on the boat, have chances for upward mobility, experience opens some rewarding career paths.

I got my TWIC card and physical then sent off for my Merchant Mariner Credential.

Then came the bad news, jobs in the tugboat industry are highly sought after. Being entry level makes things that much worse. Like all other industries tug companies want to high people with experience.

After 6 months of looking I was lucky to find an outfit willing to give me a chance.

I am 46 years old. I have at least another 20 years before I retire. This gives me enough time for another career and enough time to make some money before retirement.

This is a random video of a tugboat. What tands out is at around 3 minutes into the video the sun goes down, then you see the lights of the tug against the city lights, with the American flag flying high.

Little past middle age

At 46 years old I consider myself a little past middle age. That is unless I live to be at least 92 years old. So who knows, I might not even be at middle age yet.

Even at such a young age I look back and realize how much water has gone under the bridge. I wonder how I will feel when I am in my 60s or even 70s, that is if I live that long.

I often wonder how my mom and dad feel about how much things have changed in their lifetime? My dad did not get electricity and running water until he was somewhere around 6 years old. What is it like going from kerosene lamps and an outhouse to computers and the internet?

The past 19 years, from 1995 – 2014, humanity has made leaps and bounds with technology. We went from dial-up internet to smart phones in less than a generation. I look forward to what scientist will develop in the next 20 years.

Took a look in the mirror

I took a long look in the mirror and did not like what I saw. What bothers me the most is how I have let myself go physically. Being overweight was never in my life plan. I never thought I would be out of shape and sitting at a desk job.

The sedentary lifestyle is one of the main reasons why I am looking for a new job. I am tired of sitting here.

In a way I am disgusted with myself. I put on so much weight and I feel like a pig.

Another reason I put on so much weight is I have a couple of beers before bedtime. The empty calories goes to the waistline.

Drinking was never in my life plan. I never drank when I was a teenager. I did not even drink in my early-20s. I did not start drinking until I was in my mid-20s. Why did I start drinking? I honestly do not know. What I do know is I regret the decision to start.

Mr Man has passed away

Kristy and I knew it was just a matter of time, but we held out hope. We hoped that somehow Mr Man, Kristys Buff Orpington rooster would recover from his stroke. We held out hope that one day he would be back on his feet protecting his girls.

That day will never come.

It started the morning of Sunday, July 27th. Kristy and I walked out to the chicken yard to check on the flock. We found Mr. Man laying on his side unable to walk. We thought that he was suffering from heat exhaustion or heat stroke. He was brought inside to cool off. By Monday morning he had not improved.

He was not eating or drinking on his own. So Kristy and I started giving him pedialyte, gerber baby food and water with a syringe, but with no needle.

After a few days of force feeding Mr Man seemed to regain some of his strength. He was kept in the bathtub so his poop was easy to clean up. By the end of the first week he started growing, however so weak he was.

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