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Originally Posted by Air&Road
Care to get a weekly headcount on that little outfit?
I promise you that whatever is grossed at that little sale barn is completely eclipsed by the pecan and hunting money that makes it into the community. I've driven up and down 190 lots of times and that sale barn never caught my eye. Of course I drive by them all the time, so maybe they blend into the town scape for me.
Nonetheless, a cowboy is not a common site on the streets of San Saba. With the Yuppie winery the Yuppie Gift Shops and the like, a "beat up cowboy" sticks out like a sore thumb.
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I have a small connection to two items in this post. My daddy was an actual cowboy from cowboy stock in the southern AZ/NM border area. There are family pictures somewhere of his grand-daddy running a chuck wagon at some roundup.
He spent part of his youth in Duncan, AZ and when we'd visit his parents there, my grand-dad would give us big bags of shelled pecans from one of the 2 giant trees in their yard. Point being, pecans and cattle country are by no means mutually exclusive. And some ol' boy in Texas with a spread of pee-cans is going to look a lot like a cowboy.