Every now and then I'll reference a fella nicknamed The Council Bluffs Cowboy. The moniker isn't that difficult to understand since he resides in the Iowa community of the same name. We became acquainted through a mutual friend via this blog. Actually, I knew of him growing up in Boone, Iowa but since he's six years older than I our contact was understandably limited. The nice aspect of ageing for late lifers is a six year difference is like two months to a fifteen year old. It doesn't mean a whit.
If you want to get a better handle on the Cowboy think of a guy running a wagon train in the Old West. When he said something it was accomplished with experience and he was 100% correct. My friend, at 83, has experience plus and when he speaks I listen. Today, the man sent me his thoughts dealing with the War Between The Sexes; men pretending to be women and all that jazz. It's funny and just goes to show Octegenarians still rule.
"I just had a thought.
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