Talking Ain’t Doing

Talking Ain’t Doing

Back in Angus time, before New Mexico was a state and after lawyers showed up in Colorado, there were cowboys that talked and others that just did the job. Sometimes they fit the movie version in the 1950s—strong silent types. Angus was never garrulous. Even though he...
Gentle the Green Ones

Gentle the Green Ones

When Angus was just twelve or thirteen, he hired on for spring roundup on a spread running a small herd of mangy cows in the Espanola Valley south of Chama, New Mexico Territory. It was either that or the one-room school his Mom taught. He liked numbers and reading,...
Looking Up Can Tell You Who You Are

Looking Up Can Tell You Who You Are

Angus had been riding an 11,000 foot mountain, on a narrow ridge, when he looked up and saw something that changed his view. Not of the mountain or the eagle. It changed his view of himself. Course, that was more ‘n a hundred years ago. But it works today, just as...
Speaking Your Mind

Speaking Your Mind

Just before the 19th Century dropped out of favor, and folks got all high and mighty about everything in the shiny new 20th Century, things changed. Speaking your mind caught on, even out west. But it never worked for Angus. Everyone wanted him to speak his mind—at...
Don’t Be In No Damn Hurry, Man!

Don’t Be In No Damn Hurry, Man!

Angus and every other cowboy in 1880 knew the importance of patience. A man in a hurry was often a man headed for a wreck. And if the wreck put you afoot, then you’ll remember why you can’t be in no damn hurry, man. Checking your rigging’ takes time. If there’s a burr...