Sunday, June 29, 2008
As a kid the Fourth-of-July was always a favorite, family, fireworks all the usual fun. But for the past twenty or so years the Fourth-of-July meant driving up to the Black Hills of South Dakota to visit my ex-wifes family. I loved those visits and miss them very much but the person I'll miss the most is Floyd Tetrault. Sitting out on the front porch on a hot afternoon just shootin' the breeze with Floyd talking about life, politics, bucking horses, fishing, it was all good. Floyd passed away recently and I miss him, a good cowboy and a great friend. Vaya con Dios.