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The rest of our family stifled our
laughter until the other little girls had
gone back to their families.
When my little daughter joined us
back at our table, I asked, “Are you
proud that your brother is a cowboy?”
She nodded enthusiastically.
Then she looked at me quizzically.
“Daddy, weren’t you a cowboy
when you were young?”
I smiled. I thought of my days
riding horses, branding cattle, and
many other such activities, but I
could see by the look on her face that
an image of me dressed in a cow suit
was flowing through her mind.
“Yes,” I said. “I was a cowboy.”
