posted on Feb, 22 2018 @ 09:54 PM
Well, gosh folks...you're makin' me feel good. Thanks, I appreciate it.
Still feelin' my age none the less. Rode hard most of my life, and it takes a toll. All those times you just rubbed dirt on it, when it really hurt,
are catchin' up with me. All those times when they said "Can you breathe??? How many fingers???"....okay, you're good! Git up! Bull's comin'!
Just walk it off."...those ones hurt now. All those crooked things, fingers, ankles, ribs.
When it takes a minute in the morning on the side of the bed to get everything pointed in the same direction. You feel a bit old. All those times
they said "well we can fix this, maybe, this time, but...you probably should think about a change in professions, honestly". And then you'd see those
cattle in the morning...they didn't care. They were ready; they were just as happy to see you as yesterday. They didn't understand. No
grudges...just life.
I used to say 'I wish people could have experienced the things I have', I was young then. Now, I guess I'm glad they never did. My nephews are a
great example, but now I wouldn't want that for them, no matter how ill prepared they are for life, even in their late 30's and 40's. They just think
I'm some crazy old man...and perhaps that's best.