Originally Posted by
Gregg
Let's just see about that. I was raised on a cattle ranch and spent a great deal of time on the back of a horse so, at least at that time, I fit fairly close with many folks definition of a cowboy. I gave up the habit years ago, but did occasionally chew tobacco when I was working. I own guns. All that and yet I have somehow been able to resist the urge to turn the world into my personal OK Corral. Either I have super human fortitude that allows me to resist overwhelming temtation ~OR~ that was simply a preposterous, insulting and judgmental statement made by someone who apparently spent way too much time watching old westerns on TV. Well, I'm no superman...