this planet is filled with two legged beings walkin on their hind quarters, filled with grunts, in effort to communicate with other beings...few have earn this right, and the late BUCK RAMSEY whose verse and songs are greater than the exception, has ...after I first encountered this "Man", I had to pen some thoughts on him, now after re-settling on the ranch here, several months ago I finally managed to get the "airmail" box up in his honor...Buck Ramsey on the south side, and on the north is the title of one of the greatest verses written in this previous century...ANTHEM...(thoughts have been to post this verse, rather, I encourage seekers to find his verse and his music)...I feel most blessed to have had an audience with him shortly after he received his National Hertiage Award, luckily enough that same Elko night to catch the great Ramblin Jack Elliott with him, also who had recently gotten his NHA....some travel to Rome to kiss the popes ring, it was worth fighting the cold to get to Elko to kneal and touch the chair of Buck....it was hard to catch up with Buck as he rolled about Elko, for he was constantly in lead of from 20 to 30 who had to have what Buck had...like a she dog in heat...Buck had it. Buck was a sure fire Texas buckaroo.......
The canyon rim has been long and steep,
With grace the steed carried its rider,
For many years, a loyal companion,
Traveling the land they both loved,
And at times, the ride appeared to be,
A million miles of scrub.
Just a shepard, he was,
Out searching and comforting,
The strays and injured bovines,
The steed and rider lives together,
Were as close as a couple out on the floor,
Just a walsing, too grand for any applause.
Their time together, words can never speak
of it in a book,
And as a leaf falls from a mighty oak,
The steed gave away, we know know the tale,
and in ending this piece of prose,
I will announce,
that it is time to say,
that you are still a true to life Buck-a-roo.
