Monday, August 31, 2020
Sunday, August 30, 2020
Saturday, August 29, 2020
Friday, August 28, 2020
Tuesday, August 25, 2020
Monday, August 24, 2020
Sunday, August 23, 2020
Two days after I graduated high school in Worland I moved to Helena MT to work for my uncle. That entailed driving tow truck and putting flat beds on pickups. After 7 years with him I moved to Great Falls MT and ranched for a family. Between those years and my time in seminary I have many friends that I need to check up on every now and again.
The first stop was to my good friends Tony and Karen Rausch. They invited some of the old crew for a backyard Mass and picnic. Keep living the faith kids.
I stayed with my ole buddy Fr. Doug Krings and then met up with this early church father Joe Paddock. We studied philosophy together. Guess all that thinking went to his beard.
Then down to Helena to hang with my Uncle John. This dude is handy. Nice garden partner, I dig it.
I had to have a little intervention with him about not being online. So we gave him an iPad. He took to it like a kid on a new bike.
Monday, August 17, 2020
Sunday, August 16, 2020
Thursday, August 13, 2020
Wednesday, August 12, 2020
Today started with a trip to the ole dentist. Dr. Holly Schamber, a lady Wyoming Catholic Cowboy, took good care of me. Yes it was a cavity, but it wasn't my fault. Well, maybe it was. But nevertheless, she did a good job. She had big shoes to fill cause Mom was my only dental hygienist up until this year. You are a pretty graceful dentist Doc, keep wearing your hat. In the afternoon I headed out to ride herd on Moorcroft.
Tuesday, August 11, 2020
Monday, August 10, 2020
Sunday, August 9, 2020
Cowboys come in all sorts of shapes and sizes. Here's my ole buddy Kurt Mentele. He rides the steel horses. There's just something freeing about having two wheels underneath you. Keeps you childlike I think. Kurt does an awesome job of wearing his hat. He keeps his heart light, always puts God first, and most of all, keeps cool.
Saturday, August 8, 2020
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