And when I was available 43 years ago what did women want? Real Men? NO! They wanted stinking long haired dope smoking hippies!
Finally landed me a sweet thing who wanted a hard working, horse shoeing, Blacksmithing, Western artist who thought I hung the moon! Still with her!
Got to go out and check the horses.
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And I, along with a few of my smarter brethren, learned to disguise ourselves as such on the odd lonely Friday night.
Good On Ya! (as me Aussie girlfriend says. I’m heading on down there in a few weeks to start my new career in flying outback medevac planes .... sure would be nice to hook up with a Randolph Scott type guy who owns a station (ranch)....