The Cowboy's Prayer

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mikeintexas — Thu, 22 Aug 2019 19:59:59 GMT

I grew up w/ a guy who looked a lot like Roy Rogers. He grew up on a farm but always fancied himself to be a cowboy and saying he was born too late. He later bought a chuck wagon and competed in cooking contests w/ it. Another school buddy of mine chimed in once when a bunch of us were about 16 and saying what we wanted to do when we got out of school. I wanted to be a coach, another a vet. and my best friend wanted to be a forest ranger. Chuck said he wanted to be a cowbo... [ More ]

Comment #2

mikeintexas — Thu, 22 Aug 2019 19:51:37 GMT

Something he did touched my heart one day when I was out on his small ranch with his son; I noticed hay scattered in spots across the pasture and commented on it to my friend. His son told me that his dad would take one of those big bales of hay - not cheap - and roll it out so the little calves could lie on it. He once told me that he wanted to treat his animals as good as he could and that he wanted them to have just "one bad day"...meaning the day they were slaughtered at the packing... [ More ]

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eddessaknight — Thu, 22 Aug 2019 19:13:36 GMT

The Cowboy Code of the West- a Code of Behavior Honor, & Ethics all people can benefit by following, here some positive examples from Gene Autry & Slim Randles Saddle your own broncs – There’s only one person who can educate you or give you a good life, and that’s you. The knowledge is here and the experts are here, but you’re the only one who can decide what to make of it. The buck stops with you. Ride a ways with others – Show them the ropes. Lend a helping hand unt... [ More ]

Original Blog Entry: The Cowboy's Prayer

mikeintexas — Thu, 22 Aug 2019 14:48:25 GMT

A grave plot in the Miami, TX. cemetery

The Cowboy's Prayer

Oh Lord, I reckon I'm not much just by myself.

I fail to do a lot of things I ought to do.

But Lord, when trails are steep and passes high,

Help me to ride it straight the whole way through.

And when in the falling dusk I get the final call,

I do not care how many flowers they send--

Above all else the happiest trail would be

For You to say to me,

Let's ride, My friend.

Amen

On Roy Rogers' gravestone (about halfway down the page)

Sunset Hills Memorial Park, Apple Valley, California

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