I grew up for a while in a little community where the merchants got together in the summer time, and would
put on a free outdoor movie; sort of like the modern drive ins, except everybody sat on chairs or laid on the
grass, and watched that movie on a canvas screen. The westerns were what took my eye. If I go back a little further, I can tell about the first movie I ever saw. The cowboy hero of that movie was the first hero I ever had. That was Buck Jones in "Red River Valley." I've pulled many a sweaty saddle blanket off my horse since then. I don't think I ever spent a full day ahorseback, that something exciting, funny, or unusual didn't happen. Before the full day ended, some happenings were downright hilarious, and some were pretty western. All I ever wanted to be was a big ranch cowboy. Red Cloud Wolverton
