Thank you for teaching us about Cuba, and our patriotic E. coast neighbors.
Billie, thanks for giving us an opportunity to say thanks. (^:
From My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys, Luis Gonzalez, Sept. 24, 2000. (keep a hankie handy)
Dubya approached the edge of the stage and shook hands with many, including the FReeper known as MissionPossible, some of the crowd began to leave and I was once again able to move forward. That's when it happened, for one incredible moment, Dubya looked up. Now, I don't know if he was looking right at me or not, it really was of no consequence whatsoever because I saw what I wanted to see.
The eyes squinted under the glare of the stage lights but the lines where well worn, a product of the great Texas sun. The face was rugged and honest, emanating self-assurance and quiet strength. This was the face of the America of my dreams and my memories. Randolph Scott, Gene Autry, Gary Cooper. I saw them all in that face. A face as rugged and honest as the wide open Texas plains, eyes as clear as the blue skies over the Lone Star State.
Governor George W. Bush walked off the stage like one of my heroes riding off into the sunset. As he turned for one last wave I saw them stand next to him, maybe it was my eyes, maybe it was the lights. But I swear he was flanked by The Duke and "Dutch".
By God, I love this Country.