A dream unfulfilled:

            When I was a kid, I didn’t want to be a policeman, fireman, soldier, sailor, doctor, lawyer, or Indian chief. The only thing I ever wanted to be was a cowboy. I would sit on a fence rail for hours and lasso anything I could throw a rope at. I would sing like Roy Rogers and walk like Hopalong Cassidy. As I grew older, I found my friends not taking my dream very seriously – I wasn’t discouraged. But when I started college, I found that they didn’t have one single Cowboy class, so I went to a bigger college and found the same thing. When I got married and told Avon my dream, she was sure she had married a lunatic or a first rate comedian. She told me that cowboys only made about $30 a month, and that we would have to live in a bunkhouse in Wyoming. That sounded fair, but she put her foot down, and I had to give up my dream. Many years later I still walk like Hopalong Cassidy, but I only sing like Roy Rogers in the shower.

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 A Fine Kettle of Fish – Hickory Jack – Blue – Ace High – Blue Norther – Cain

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