11-14-2010, 05:24 PM
As my wife and I drove home this afternoon, we passed a lone rider coming the other way. He was authentic from his worn Stetson to his handle bar mustache, from his "rider" coat to his boots, his horse decked out in equally worn, comfortable tack.
Across the pommel in front of him were two blue canvas bags that said Daily Record - he was on his way home after delivering the newspapers to our tiny town. Sure enough - hoof prints in front of our paper box!
This is the kind of thing you don't see in the impersonal hustle and bustle of our big cities, and very rarely in our small towns any more.
Across the pommel in front of him were two blue canvas bags that said Daily Record - he was on his way home after delivering the newspapers to our tiny town. Sure enough - hoof prints in front of our paper box!
This is the kind of thing you don't see in the impersonal hustle and bustle of our big cities, and very rarely in our small towns any more.