Where Have All the Cowboys Gone?
The western/cowboy culture has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. My dad loved cowboys and the west and, consequently, he always had a Louis L’Amour book on his nightstand. My mom’s father was a cowboy in Arkansas when he was a young man, going on to become a farmer when he got married. Artwork in my parent’s home was varied, yet Fredrick Remington and Charles Russell – staples of the western artist genre – occupied wall space all throughout. I used to love going horseback riding, too, until I fell off a seesaw onto the hard concrete slab in my early teens, landing butt first. Ouch!