When I was a kid, I think up until I was 14 or 15 years old, we had a stone laden driveway like I talk about and show in this comic. Our driveway was long, so I’m sure my parents held off having it paved until they could afford it. Though for a selfish teen like me, my only concern was the pain-in-the ass chore of picking out the stones and rocks from the yard.

See, when you have a driveway made of thousands of loose stones, when it snows in the winter you still have to shovel that driveway and when you shovel that snow you inevitably shovel away some stones and rocks. Where do those stones and rocks end up? In the yard. So when spring arrives, before my dad would mow the yard for the first time of the year, my chore was to pick out EVERY stone from the yard, so my dad’s mower wouldn’t hit them.

I was VERY happy when we finally got it paved!