Someday I am going to put pen to paper and write a number of short stories. Like Spike Van Cleve did with "Forty Years of Gathern" or Bill Yenee did with "Switch Backs".
You never know.
When I was a kid the one TV show that was a must for my dad was Gun Smoke. My dad had served with James in the service. So every saturday night it was turn on the TV to Gun Smoke, pop a big tub of pop corn and the one night a week that we got to drink a glass of Pespi Cola, (granddad would not allow Coke in the home, because it contain drugs in it, he still thought and no Southern Babtist would be caught drinking Coke.) We would all gather around and watch the show first a half hour and then an hour show, black and white and then color.
When I was about 13 Dad ask a friend of his in Springfeild, Mo. to bring me and his son to St. Louis for a live Cardinals game. (My dad was a VP of Sales for a company he was a partner in, so he travel a lot), When we got to St. Louis and I went to that big hotel which I had never seen the likes before, being from the Mo. Ozarks, all those brass hand rails, those men in uniforms always wanting to help you, all those fancy people dressed to the hilt. By the time we got to the room and met my dad, it was time to wash up and head for supper. When we got down to the dinning room there was a table that we were led to. Who was sitting at that time but James Arness. We got to have dinner with him and then off to the game. Can't tell you anything about the game, cause I had always wanted to be a cowboy and a US Marshall. That was the night of all nights. I also can remember some of the jokes they were telling each other and a young hand of 13 should have not been introduce to such jokes, but after all I was almost and adult.
Years later, I had the good luck and it was luck to work with Mr. Ken Curtis, many pictures hang on my wall in my office from Ken and his wife Toni. Thanking me for my fine mule "totuling" and Toni sending her love.
Ken is now gone, but he was a fine singer and actor. I have the only 78 LP that he cut in my collection. He sang for a number of years with the Sons of the Pioneers. He did many movies and shows other then Gun Smoke.
Have some other interesting stories with Ken, like the stolen saddle, the one about grits and a few others.
So you just never know what the trail you are traveling in life will bring you. I have had the good luck to work with a number of the western movie and tv stars and a number of the CW/Cowboy music stars.
Life is an adventure, even today at my age it is still an adventure.
It started to snow. The first snow of the season and the wife and I took our cocktails and sat for hours by the window watching the huge soft flakes drift down from heaven. It looked like a Grandma Moses Print. So romantic we felt like newlyweds again. I love snow!
We woke to a beautiful blanket of crystal white snow covering every inch of the landscape. What a fantastic sight! Can there be a more lovely place in the Whole World? Moving here was the best idea I've ever had. Shoveled for the first time in years and felt like a boy again. I did both our driveway and the sidewalks. This afternoon the snow plow came along and covered up the sidewalks and closed in the driveway, so I got to shovel again. What a perfect life.
The sun has melted all our lovely snow. Such a disappointment. My neighbor tells me not to worry we'll definitely have a white Christmas. No snow on Christmas would be awful! Bob says we'll have so much snow by the end of winter, that I'll never want to see snow again. I don't think that's possible. Bob is such a nice man. I'm glad he's our neighbor.
Snow, lovely snow! 8" last night. The temperature dropped to -20. The cold makes everything sparkle so. The wind took my breath away, but I warmed up by shoveling the driveway and sidewalks. This is the life! The snowplow came back this afternoon and buried everything again. I didn't realize I would have to do quite this much shoveling, but I'll certainly get back in shape this way. I wish I wouldn't huff and puff so.
20 inches forecast. Sold my van and bought a 4x4 Blazer. Bought snow tires for the wife's car and 2 extra shovels. Stocked the freezer. The wife wants a wood stove in case the electricity goes out. I think that's silly. We aren't in Alaska, after all.
Ice storm this morning. Fell on the ice in the driveway putting down salt. Hurt like hell. The wife laughed for an hour, which I think was very cruel.
Still way below freezing. Roads are too icy to go anywhere. Electricity was off for 5 hours. I had to pile the blankets on to stay warm. Nothing to do but stare at the wife and try not to irritate her. Guess I should've bought a wood stove, but won't admit it to her. I hate it when she's right. I can't believe I'm freezing to death in my own living room.
Electricity's back on, but had another 14" of the stuff last night. More shoveling. Took all day. Snowplow came by twice. Tried to find a neighbor kid to shovel, but they said they're too busy playing hockey. I think they're lying. Called the only hardware store around to see about buying a snow blower and they're out. Might have another shipment in March. I think they're lying. Bob says I have to shovel or the city will have it done and bill me. I think he's lying.
Bob was right about a white Christmas because 13 more inches of the white thing fell today, and it's so cold it probably won't melt till August. Took me 45 minutes to get all dressed up to go out to shovel and by the time I got dressed, I was too tired to shovel. Tried to hire Bob who has a plow on his truck for the rest of the winter; but he says he's too busy. I think he is lying.
Only 2" of snow today. And it warmed up to 0. The wife wanted me to decorate the front of the house this morning. What is she...nuts??? Why didn't she tell me to do that a month ago? She says she did but I think she's also lying.
6" Snow packed so hard by snowplow, l broke the shovel. Thought I was having a heart attack. If I ever catch the guy who drives that snowplow, I'll drag him through the snow for sure. I know he hides around the corner and waits for me to finish shoveling and then he comes down the street at a 100 miles an hour and throws snow all over where I've just been! Tonight the wife wanted me to sing Christmas carols with her and open our presents, but I was busy watching for the snowplow.
Merry Christmas. 20 more inches of the [email protected]@!x!x1 snow tonight. Snowed in. The idea of shoveling makes my blood boil. I hate the snow! Then the snowplow driver came by asking for a donation and I hit him over the head with my shovel. The wife says I have a bad attitude. I think she's an idiot. If I have to watch "It's a Wonderful Life" one more time, I'm going to kill her.
Still snowed in. Why did I ever move here? It was all HER idea. She's really getting on my nerves.
Temperature dropped to -30 and the pipes froze.
Warmed up to above -50. Still snowed in. This is driving me crazy!!!
10 more inches. Bob says I have to shovel the roof or it could cave in. That's the silliest thing I ever heard. How dumb does he think I am?
Roof caved in. The snow plow driver is suing me for a million dollars for the bump on his head. The wife went home to her mother. 9" predicted.
Set fire to what's left of the house. No more shoveling.
I feel so good. I just love those little white pills they keep giving me. Why am I tied to the bed?