So what would you say about a parent who lets
her child go to the park every day where neighbors watch her child and there is
supervised breakfasts and lunch? What
would you say about parents who let a kid roam over pastures and creeks for
hours at age 8 with only a dog for supervisor?
What would you say about parents who let an 11-year old ride 180 miles
through the wilderness and camp at night with no map or guidance whatsoever.
The
first case is Debra Harrel who let her daughter go the park in Augusta. The South Carolina child custody folks
charged her with felony neglect carrying a lengthy prison term, despite the
protest of the neighbors who say that many kids are left to play in a group by
parents who can’t afford child care.
The
second case is my parents who often let me explore the pasture and creek below
the farmstead. With nothing more than a
stick for protection and a big dog who was my best friend, I encountered
rattlers and poison ivy and bulls. Did I
survive? Yes, and learned a great deal
for the experience. I didn’t fall in the
pond, either because my mother admonished me, “You don’t have to jump in the
water to know you’ll get wet.” And when
me and the dog found a recluse steer, we drove him home just for fun, prompting
my granddad to say, “been looking for that onery sucker.” I first discovered
that chesnut trees have a blight and will not grow to maturity, that thistles
bite back and if you pick up a rock, always turn it over toward you so if there
is a snake underneath, he’ll be on the far side of the rock. Were my parents neglectful? No one in the 50’s thought so. All farm kids had this upbringing. Of course we turned out self-reliant,
resourceful and confident which the liberals detest.
The
third case is that of Joe Miller. In
1879, at the age of 11, his father put him on a horse and sent him from Pond
Creek to Miami in the Indian Territory. The
180 mile ride took 3 days. He had to
avoid outlaws and cross major rivers.
Why was he sent on this mission?
Because George Washington Miller, the trail boss whose life inspired Mr.
Favor in the Rawhide TV series, had heard that the Ponca Indian tribe was being
given a choice of two reservation sites, one near Pond Creek, one near what
would become Ponca City. Miller was friends with the tribal elders, thought
they had been mistreated, wanted them to choose the Ponca City area as better
for their needs, and dispatched his boy to tell them about the two tracts. Little Joe stood in front of the chief and
clan leaders answering questions about the prevalence of wild plums, turkeys,
grass types and rivers. The tribe’s
leaders were so confident of the kid’s answers that they agreed the Ponca area
was best where they could put tribal headquarters on the hill between Salt Fork
and Arkansas rivers.
I
catch myself asking if anyone in the South Carolina bureaucracy could answer
Joe Miller’s interrogators. Indeed would
they predict a good outcome for Joe as an adult, given what obviously is child
neglect and endangerment by 2014 standards.
Probably not. But Joe grew up to
be head of the largest ranch in America, the 101 Ranch, and honorary chief of
the Ponca Tribe. Did I mention, he
risked partnership with some inexperienced oilman named EW Marland who
discovered the first acclaimed geologic oil find? Or that his ranch in
conjunction with Oklahoma A&M perfected the first hybrid seed corn? Or that in memory of his dad and their old
time cattle drive friends, he created an honorary organization and hall of fame
for those who drove 10 million head of cattle over trails from Texas to Kansas
from 1870-1885. Or that he organized the
world’s largest Wild West show in 1905?
Which
brings me to another interesting thought.
Bloody Kansas in the 1880s had 89 murders and the 1885 population was
roughly 225,000. Compare that ten year
murder rate to a single year in Chicago which has about ten times the
population. Answer is 500+ murders. And these are caused primarily by gangs. Maybe we should ask what constitutes
reasonable parenting.
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