I remember well many of the stories my grandmother told me about her life on the farm. She had a wood stove to cook on for the family, and she also had wood shingles on the roof of the house and many times she would have to stop cooking to climb on the roof to put out the fire caused by the sparks. She once told me how my grandfather slit his calf when the head of his axe fell off, so grandma just went to her sewing box and took needle and thread and sewed up the wound. She was one of the finest people I have ever known in my life and I wish I had just one quarter of the strength that she had. Anyway, when I see people screaming about their rights then I know for a fact that they have forgotten all about the obligations that go along with those rights. The really good people of the world will be thinking more about the obligations they have instead of their rights and they are the ones who I admire, not some strident person out screaming for their right to do something or the other.