Ramblings of a cattle rancher from the fickle plains of Northwestern South Dakota.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
The real date on this photo should say around Oct. 1st of this year. We were headed out to gather cattle on weaning day, at a friends ranch. I had to stop, look back, and take a photo.
"I never had enough formal education to screw up my normal thinking process."
Words To Think About
He was a very cautious man who never romped or played. He never smoked, he never drank, or even kissed a maid. And when he up and passed away, insurance was denied. For since he hadn't ever lived, they claimed he never died.
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