big chief
Sunday, September 27, 2009 9:44:00 AM
Back in the saddle again,

Back where a friend is a friend

Where the lonesome longhorns feed

On the scattered jimson weed,

I'm back in the saddle again!

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chiefburg
Monday, September 28, 2009 7:07:00 AM
Well, isn't that just precious................
big chief
Monday, September 28, 2009 7:24:00 AM
Venice, California about 1954
bloody spaniard
Monday, September 28, 2009 7:30:00 AM
the Cisco Kid

(great memory)

JadeRose
Monday, September 28, 2009 7:33:00 AM
Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above

Don't fence me in

Let me ride through the wide open country that I love

Don't fence me in

Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze

And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees

Send me off forever, but I ask you please

Don't fence me in

Just turn me loose

Let me straddle my old saddle

Underneath the Western skies

On my Cayuse

Let me wander over yonder

Till I see the mountains rise

I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences

And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses

And I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences

Don't fence me in

Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above

Don't fence me in

Let me ride through the wide country that I love

Don't fence me in

Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze

And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees

Send me off forever but I ask you please

Don't fence me in!

Just turn me loose

Let me straddle my old saddle

Underneath the Western skies

Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo

On my Cayuse

Let me wander over yonder

Till I see the mountains rise

Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences

And gaze at the moon 'til I lose my senses

I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences

Don't fence me in

No, Papa, don't you fence me in

jackconrad
Monday, September 28, 2009 8:22:00 AM
Nice chaps, you still wear those don'tcha ?
chiefburg
Monday, September 28, 2009 8:30:00 AM
Used to be the Cisco Kid. Now, it's probably more realistic to say the Crisco Kid!
teedubbya
Monday, September 28, 2009 10:14:00 AM
Chief tell that kid to get off you
big chief
Monday, September 28, 2009 10:49:00 AM
is that a burro? A donkey? Or a Shetland pony?

Notice the drool? I bet it's been drugged...

tbrochin
Monday, September 28, 2009 2:33:00 PM
You're a pale face?
barryneedleman
Monday, September 28, 2009 3:15:00 PM
Saddle????? Native Americans don't need no stinking saddle.....:-)
marc palanzo
Monday, September 28, 2009 5:05:00 PM
Either that's a little pony or that is one big ass baby.
Thunder.Gerbil
Tuesday, September 29, 2009 9:42:00 AM

You're a pale face?

tbrochin wrote:

I see those detective classes are really paying off...

Wyteyes
Tuesday, September 29, 2009 9:01:00 PM
This was a standard in towns everywhere back in those days. If you had a Brownie camera and a pony, you had a door to door business.
t33bone
Wednesday, September 30, 2009 4:48:00 AM
Big Chief, where is your cigar? LOL
big chief
Wednesday, September 30, 2009 6:34:00 AM
Wyteyes, you remember??

Gaddam, there was a guy came 'round once a year with the pony and a camera--I thought my neighborhood was special!

Even as doped-up as the pony looks you couldn't do this today because of the liability.

Ice cream truck once a day, guy selling enchiladas and tamales once a week. Do'nt see this stuff anymore

Wyteyes
Friday, October 2, 2009 8:51:00 PM
I think my older brother got one of those pics taken. We have an ice cream van that comes through our neighborhood driven by an Indian Sikh with a really cool beard. It is still fun flagging him down and getting an ice cream bar on a hot day.
big chief
Sunday, January 31, 2010 12:42:00 PM
^the sikh got a big old sword?
grmcooper
Sunday, January 31, 2010 12:50:00 PM
Wonder if my millionare friend got a picture like this?
big chief
Sunday, January 31, 2010 1:02:00 PM
probably got a silver spoon in his mouth