In Dan'l Web-stahs day, what we now call scenery was just one damn mountain(tree, stream, bump) after another. Impediments to quick smooth travel. The Boston Post Road, Moly Stark Trail and Mohawk Trail were roads that nobody alive today would attempt without a Hummer. The "Old Man" was something to take pride in. Something that set your town/area/state apart from all the other "one damn mountain......". It made me sad.
OOPS Sorry UT. If I knew your mom was lurking, I would have said darn.
