It used to be a common sight to see a lad sitting by the side of the road with a piece of sandpaper roughing up the surface before coating it with cement and a rubber patch to repair a flat tire. If you forgot your jack to raise the car, well the nearest farmer’s fence was used —often breaking some of the farmer’s rails. Nine times out of ten the drivers never replaced the broken rails and drive off with nary a thought.
The farmers developed bad attitudes towards the local drivers, and the drivers could not understand why. Of course today, fences are never needed for a flat but a bad attitude is like a flat tire. You can’t go anywhere until you change it.
Photo is from Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum
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