You know Daddy, I was watching the cattle graze in the pasture you left us, today. They are looking good. We have had lot’s of rain, and it won’t be long, and they will be ready to sell.
It made me think of years long past. When you and I would cut cattle on “Ole Dunn.” How you would say, “Just give him his head, he will do the rest.”
Never has there been a better “cuttin” horse.
How when we would ride down the road, and you would say, “Listen to him saddle.” He did Daddy, Dunn had one of the most beautiful “saddle gaits” I have ever heard. In fact, I have never heard it from another horse. He was like riding in a Cadillac.
It made me think today when ten guys were trying to pen cattle, and you told them to go on. How you got out of the pickup and slowly walked every single cow in the pen. All those young men on their horses, stood in amazement of how you did it. Walked a little bit, stand a little bit.
It made me think when you were teaching me to ride barrels, on Shorty. First time in the shoot with him, and he rared up, and penned my legs against the shoot. But once that shoot was opened, he was gone! The only horse that ever beat “Corky” in this county.
I thought about Nubbins and Tinkerbell, my show calves. How each year at the fair, Brother and I would be there. Me in front, and him behind me, in case I got in trouble.
The fish we caught in the tank and the many swims we took in that tank as well.
Made me think about Gorilla our dog, Daddy. When we went bird hunting, I can still see Gorilla running in the pasture, right along side of Brother.
You taught us to shoot Daddy, but you also taught us when we had a gun in our hands, a lot of responsibility came with it. You taught us that responsibility as well.
Daddy, the things you gave to us in life, we have never strayed from. We still love the things you and Mama instilled in us, so do our kids, and so do their kids.
I thank you for teaching us how to work, think for ourselves, and stand up for ourselves. I also thank you for always teaching us, never to worry about what somebody else thought. To live our lives for ourselves and not the way someone thought we should.
One of the best things you ever said to us was, “When you think you are too big for your britches, get out here and battle mother nature, then tell me how big you are.”
Thank you for never letting us “sass” Mom, we knew that was our death warrant. In doing so, we never “sassed” any other adult either.
Thank you for always making us say, “Mam,” and “Sir.” That has taken us further in our careers and life then any other thing, you ever taught us.
Daddy, thank you for never moving us on concrete. We love the land Daddy and all it brings forth.
Well Daddy, I am going to let you go. Watch over the cattle and the horses for us. Ask God to keep the rain coming for the pasture, that we can have a good hay season.
I love you Daddy, Sister