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American Byways

I remember life
Before the Interstate

Minnesota,
In the fifties
And early sixties

Two lane roads,
Getting anywhere
Took forever and a day
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Thursday, April 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I say 'Interstate', but then, a thought, from deep within, 'Not highways, but, Ribbons of Death'. Interstate (I-94) runs by my hometown of Osakis, Minnesota.
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COMMENTS
Michael Walker 26 December 2018
Your poem shows just how much the highways have changed and improved. The new system saves the motorist precious time, always significant.
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Kim Barney 07 April 2016
Yes, I remember those times, too. I also remember time before you. (I'm older than you are.) :) :) :)
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Darwin Henry Beuning 07 April 2016
There were 30,057 fatal motor vehicle crashes in the United States in 2013 in which 32,719 deaths occurred. A curiosity, pedestrian fatalities on Interstates have claimed an average of 610 lives each year. Interesting, since pedestrians are not allowed on Interstates.
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Kim Barney 07 April 2016
They may not be allowed there, but obviously some are there, and some are paying for it with their lives.
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