I never realized how lucky I was / we were, until the Carter administration. That gave me my first opportunity to compare and contrast our overall quality of life with that of the "city kids" living in town, that I had always been so jealous of. Whereas our lives continued more or less undisturbed, the town folks seemed to be hard up against it sometimes. I heard the talk amongst my friends, and the talk amongst folks at church and the grownups around the supper table, and suddenly living the way we did didn't seem so bad after all. It was like watching a big storm pass over the next county. A part of you feels for the folks under it, but another part says, "Man, I'm sure glad that's not us."