6-26 IAN Cowboy Poet

 There is nothing like the real thing. Would you like to meet a real cowboy. I’ve got not only that, but a Cowboy poet to boot. Steve Ritter is a good friend of mine and a lot of you folks out there as well. He is a very good reporter and photographer who works for the Idaho Farm Bureau. He did a story on an 87-year-old cowboy named Jim Davis. Steve told me to call Jim up because he loves to BS and tell stories. So I called this cowboy poet and listen to what I heard:  “Sam Jackson was running for sheriff,  

It was coming right down to the wire

He sent me out to canvass the farmers

To see what they might desire

Now I came upon this old farmer

Told him Sam Jackson was fearless and bold

He said I’ll tell you bout that Sam Jackson

And this is the story he told”

 I asked Jim if he was a real cowboy indeed and also how did he get into poetry?  “I’ve been accused of wearing out more saddles than most people have worn out car tires. My great uncle was a cowboy poet in Montana and he published a book of poems in

 1930. So it is in your blood? I guess so.