Ok I have to get up and get ready.....Civil War Battle down the road.... Toms Farm..... Have to shower,round up cats,quick conversation with my higher power,and more coffee.... batteries charging.... For some reason am thinking about TG....1988..... She was from Cleburn Texas and we used to go dancin and drinkin at Billy Bobs and various shit kickin bars in The Stockyards...She was a barrel racer and would tell people she was a piddler...She had long flaxen hair and eyes like storm clouds and when things would get too much she would look at me with a grin and say.... What the hey ! We were together a good 6 months and I cannot remember her name as I always called her TG.....TEXAS GIRL.... and boy she was...She always wore cowboy boots ...Roper.... and in a threadbare western shirt and rode in jeans she could sit on a curb with a bottle of Lone Star and look just about a pretty as anyone could ever get...She didnt need no make up.... I took some pictures of her in an old white country dress we bought in an antique store on Camp Bowie Boulevard.... But I think I lost them ..... Karen..... that was her name.... Karen. But she liked TG.
Posted on: Sat, 11 Oct 2014 14:27:10 +0000
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