The Children Were All Much Too Young Still

The Witmore children were all home schooled, and would be until off to college days. Even then each child had a personal tutor that would be sent off to college with them to complete there education and inform there parents of there well being, grades in studies, and of a proper environment for a higher education for them. The Witmore's had covered all there bases when it came to there children, for they needed to be wise enough to handle the stress of business either with the farm or the town's stores. Or if they choose, wise enough still to venture away from family owned things to start there very own life and all the hard work and stress this takes as well. The Witmore's usually in agreement when it came to these matters for the most part, they wanted there children to have everything they had been able to have if not even more if possible, like any other parent they just wanted the best for there family so they could be happy enough in there lives. Most people however in town thought that they went much too far with all of this, and perhaps thought they were too good for there children to attend the schools of Echo, and too good to even think that there children could ever possibly handle there education without the constant watch of Mother and Father around. The town gossiped once again, the Witmore's were secretly becoming a very big oddity to the towns folk there eclectic ways that they were very much so not used to a big culture shock, really. For the Town's people this went far beyond simple envy into the realms of now legend and folk lore, and to even some songs were written and jokes told in fantasy. It was as if they were no longer members of the Town's community but now more already gone on to another place or time of living from them altogether. Like as with talks of myth or make believe, were they even real people at all or just characters in stories and that's all. Some tourists from the Cities would here the Town's talk, and drive by there home taking pictures and hoping to get a glance of these fabulous sounding people as proof to share back at home with others. The Witmore's were already well used to the picture's, and gapping tourist's and all the Town's wild stories and gossip they actually sat by the fire at nights after supper and laughed for hours sometimes about all of this silliness, again in the great hopes of preparing there children for this very same thing.