Everyone in the area is heavily armed as well. Not a good place to steal firewood. lol

lol, yeah it was like that in Fortville as well. I can remember as a kid when my dad would pick me up for his weekend, he would leave his car running while we ran into the drugstore. No doors locked at home (we had lots of dogs that roamed outside freely) and everyone had guns. I think I was maybe 5 when I first shot a gun at my dads. Amazingly you never had any school shootings despite kids having access to all these guns back then. But then we were taught responsibility back then, not to blame everyone else.

I lived outside Kokomo, Indiana when I was child. It was only a few years, but I remember it fondly. My father was an executive for Ponderosa Steakhouses if you can remember those.

Don't remember the name of the place, but when I was about 19, I went to Kokomo to purchase wholesale items for sale at the flea market there in Indianapolis (it was held at a drive in theater, another relic from the past). And I do remember Ponderosa. My second paycheck job was when I was 14/15 as a busboy/dishwasher. As a kid I remember thinking it was fancy when we would go eat there, or Macs steakhouse. Funny how things we take for granted as adults seem magical as children.