The Meeting Windy Didn’t Get Invited to

Windy’s friends and neighbors started the day off as usual, smiles and waves to each other. But then a change occurred when they heard the first announcement on the Gates of Heaven Chinese Restaurant’s loudspeaker car. “Let’s get your day started down at the Mule Barn with a short stack and a cuppa joe that’ll…

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Marvin Hasn’t Lost His Mind

It was just one of those things. It didn’t really mean Marvin Pincus had lost his mind. Consider this yourself for a minute. Marvin had opened the mail that morning and in it was the Fenwick glass fly rod he’d ordered. Oh, it was used, of course. But there’s a feel to a Fenwick that…

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Licensed to Death

“Well that about tears it!” said Steve, twitching his walrus moustache. “How do they expect a guy to get by when they tell him what to do and to send money and re-up every dang thing in your billfold. It ain’t right!” We hadn’t seen our favorite cowboy so worked up over something since the…

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The Quiet of the Morning

There’s something so satisfying about getting out of bed when the world is still dark and quiet and resting. Making the coffee gives us time to scratch and think. Well, scratch, anyway. Most of that thinking will start after about the third cup of coffee. But it’s a quiet time. A private time. When the…

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Windy Wilson and Her Commercials

The funny little car with the speakers on the roof drove slowly down Main Street once again. “Hi folks,” came the voice of Windy Wilson. “Can you hear me okay this morning?” Doc was in front of the drugstore and shook his head. “They can hear him okay in Temecula.” “Our newest sponsor is good…

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We Don’t Think Much About Axes

These days we don’t think much about axes. They’re kinda old fashioned and they are too closely associated with manual labor for them to be very popular. It’s a shame, too, because there is lore to an ax. There are proper and improper ways to sharpen one, for instance. There are proper and improper ways…

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Best April Fool’s Joke We Ever Gonna Have

“Wait a minute … wait a minute … I got it!” said Steve, our tall cowboy with the shaving brush moustache. “Here’s what we can do … just listen a minute.” The faithful no-card-carrying members of the Mule Barn truck stop’s morningly congregation of the valley’s supreme court of dang near everything hushed and sipped…

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We Didn’t Want Anyone Thinking We Were Truck Drivers

Steve, the cowboy on the board of directors of the Mule Barn truck stop’s philosophy counter and world dilemma think tank, swears on his coffee it happened. “Tourist guy got off the train the other day when I was in the city picking up a friend,” Steve said. “He asked me if I was a…

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Much Obliged To All The Cowboy Camp Cooks You Know

There was something new in the noisy portable commercial that was Windy Wilson’s way of spreading the news around town. “Pardners and pardettes,” came the familiar voice from the Gates of Heaven’s loudspeaker car, “you ever stop and listen to your innermoist partitions when it comes to books? No? Well, doncha think it’s time? A-course…

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Drama, Dreams and Laughter

“Folks and friends and neighborly people,” came the loudspeaker blaring of the official car of the Gates of Heaven restaurant. “This year’s your ol’ pal Alphonse Wilson … but you know they call me Windy … bringin’ the latest in news of fine Chinese cousin and other newsy stuff.” Folks came out of the stores…

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