Guinea Hens and Hot Little Balls

After college and before marriage I worked for a cutting horse trainer in Patison, Texas.  I got to ride a lot of good horses and learned quite a bit.  But I was just the hired hand and that job description is an all encompassing one.  It ranged from riding two year olds and loping the older horses down for the head trainer, to fixing plumbing and doing some welding.  Now my skill level when it came to the last two was pretty limited, but I was passable.  My preferred title was the colt breaker and being young, ten feet tall and might near bullet proof…I did my dangest to make sure I was riding colts when the jobs that were beneath my skill level came up.  But, until we hired Newt, I was the guy that did the plumbing/welding jobs.

These Are My People

It has been a while since I posted, but I have a good excuse....I know, I know....excuses are like armpits, everybody has a couple and they all stink.  But I know mine must be a good one!  So here it is, our mundane little trip to Vegas!

Felicia and I  left for Vegas, on December the 4th, in the wee hours of the morning!  This was kind of a celebration for the year Felicia has had.  Cancer, chemo and radiation...all whupped by the grace of God!  I couldn't have been prouder of my bride with the way she handled all of this!