Country at heart...

I always thought that if we really are born again, then the life before the one I have, had to be during the time of the Cowboys and Indians.

I am attracted to wood and stone and things being very basic and usable rather then fancy and shiney. I have a love of old gray barns and forests, and for country living in general. (I can't begin to tell you how I dislike cities.)

About 10 or 11 years ago, (just for a day) I got to pretend that I really did live when the West was young.... When I had an opportunity to play, in an old western town, on the Warner Bros. Studio lots !



There I was, just a sittin' 'round town...
Absolutely nuthin' was a gitt'n me down.

But things in the West don't stay quiet for long,
...... when someone would show who just didn't belong.


Throughout the town I hunted the thief down ,
.....I'd sniffed 'em out jest like an ol' hound.


Cornered and caught with the goods in her hands,
......and once again peace would covet the land.


The deed well done I wandered on down...
...to the only Saloon in the whole dang town.


It was a warm night in June as I whistled the last tune,
And found my way home by the light of the moon.

(by the way.. this is the house used by the Walton's~)

nope.. I ain't no poet..
.. and yep,... I sure do know it!