*sigh*
I keep telling you folks - I ain't that big of a deal.
Been a helluva day...
...Barbara, bless her heart, she gets a public thank you from me.
Going to tie up some stuff in this thread also mentioned in the "Formal Dress" thread.
Only Larry , his wife Sandy and Preacherman have met me in person. Others here know my voice.
In another life best to keep low profile, meaning I often kept hid in plain site. I have no pic of me, some exist in some of what I did, just folks don't tell, being real trusted and close. Most of these were aware of my / that work I did.
I quit shaving my moustache when hit 20 years of age, been wearing one every since. Dirty blond hair, and only recently a bit of gray showing in moustache , head hair, no gray. Now head hair...been long - to longer - to ponytail. Larry, Sandy , and Precherman - my hair is longer than when you last saw me.
Now I quit wearing 3 pc suits when I was a brat. Does not mean I have not dressed to the nines in a tux, coat and tie, complete with a Patek Phillipe, Rolex, Omega, accented by Gold, Platinum and diamonds. I was playing what needed "playing".
I may walk in with a jump suit on,, painter's overalls on... ponytail out - leave with casual pants, oxford shirt, and ponytail hid by the upturned collar of a light jacket...security was crucial, I just happen to have a knack for this work, had great mentors...it clicked.
I'm a kahki pants, button down long sleeve oxford shirt, cordovan penny loafer , with a blue blazer for "dressing up and heading ou kind of guy. I think I still own 2, maybe 3 ties, rarely wear one.
Comfy Jeans, white tennis shoes , button down long sleeve oxford shirt, green brings out my eyes. My eyes..at first glance folks think bluish...more you look the more greenish they get. I get pissed, or in a "determinined" mindset - like competition...."oh my, eyes are green , watch out!"
I am not that smart , instead got street smarts. I have run and can still run in the uppity circles if need...more comfortable to be what I am , and often play down what I am quite a bit. Older I get - more I realize what I don't know. Getting dumber by the minute...
I can enter and leave and not be noticed...a good skill learned early that came/ comes in handy.
Alan Jackson came about from me , a truck, a farm field and Alan Jackson video [ "A little mud on tires", or whatever it is...] Folks got to listening to Jackson, seeing videos...rembering how deep I buried a car, or truck...taking two tractors to get my vehicle out...not real important to do this immediatly, birds needed shooting, matters of priorities you understand.
My ex, we go back a long ways and better times. Always said , even back in the early 70's " Sam Elliot knocks on my door - I'm leaving with him...".
Watching the "Sacketts" on tape, her Sister calls about a new Alan Jackson video on ..." Who needs Alan, when I gots Sam sitting here rubbing my back?"
Another lady special back when...(b/t this early 70's and later on when that gal I got married.) had names too. Desperado , Sam Elliot again, and she'd get all knobby- kneed seeing Steve McQueen in his movies. Cars, Shotguns and bikes...Back a bunch of us did a " Great Escape" and went rouge, Rebel and outlaw. Then again given a choice, "Sam knocks on my door, I'm leaving with him...". Get a call, "McQeen movie on such and such channel..."
" So what - I got Sam Elliot reading Ruark to me...".
Better sit down, swallow, remove anything from computer area...
Now, funny part is , for whatever reason, the question was asked if I would consider having my picture made, or similar, in regard to shooting, shotguns, dogs, 1911s and other stuff I seem to like. Two folks have asked...I laughed...they were serious.
I don't even own a camera...much less...
So I said yeah if and when the opportunity ( our schedules) allow. Kinda still a good idea to not do a full facial, some folks think I still am involved in some stuff I used to do....been reminded I watch that.
A third person has used me for sketches, charcoal, pen and ink...that work was for art class stuff, later for some illustrations for a children's pamplet they did. I do not have a copy, that person has now passed, so who knows if any copies exist. Just some ramblins taken from me , sketches of me assisting kids in learning to shoot. Me out with kids on a first dove hunt. That was "me" with hands on feet getting a stance right, me behind a kid assisting him pattern a gun, shooting one, or out dove hunting. Easy to spot, sure enough I am also giving a dog peppermint, kid has a stick of jerky sticky out of his pocket and holding a dove.
Brings back a memory of a special person , special times. Truth is, she would not mind if I did this again...kinda want to if truth be known. Think "Old Man and The Boy and the Sketches in that Ruark's work. Just a pamplet size for kids...part of their "kid's" bag she/we / our kind would give to kids back when sharing and passing forward...Texas, years ago...
Sentimenal ? Not me, just a regular old southern boy, passing forward as passed to me is all.
"Take 'em boys".
"If I need one of them, figure be plenty on the ground".
"Pleasure to meet ya ma'am".
Carry guns ( now gone) , how " I am", take a look at American First Freedom , February 2006, page 50. One was a SA, the other a Colt, magazine picture has a bit more blue than what I carried. My stuff has character like this...
I know, Barbara can be Katheryn Ross, I'll be Elliot, do a retro photo shoot...
She'll be eating chocolate, me a fried apple pie...
steve
