Happy Trails, Roy!

Roy Rogers was born on this day in 1911. Being a liberal arts major I’m never quite sure about the math, but I believe this means if he hadn’t died in 1998, he’d be 99 today…

For those too young to recall, he was a fixture of my generation’s childhood.

I really wanted to be Roy when I grew up.

But, somewhere along the line, other things happened.

And I became me.

In fact I’m pretty happy how things turned out. Well, on balance.

Still, within the great rag bag of my heart, there’ll always be a small spot for that sequined cowboy, Dale Evens, Trigger, that whole gang…

Wishing you dreams of my childhood all those happy trails you wished for us…