There is an old cowboy ballad we sang in school when I was growing up in Oklahoma…

“And when my day on earth is done
I’ll turn my head to the Holy One
I’ll tell Saint Peter that I know
A cowboy’s soul ain’t white as snow
But in that far off cattle land
He sometimes acted like a man.”

And what have I done here?

I lived, I loved, I laughed, I cried, I fought, I tried. That is what was asked of me. I think.

Ray Kenneth Clark