[AGL] Ride like the wind

[michelemason]

Frances, if a horse is loose on the road, someone hits it, usually 
causing a fatality, the victims family sues for everything you've 
got—first your land.  mm

On Jul 13, 2006, at 1:35 PM, Frances Morey wrote:

> Gerry,
> It is amazing that every couple of years or so we are agree on 
> something. When Madeleine and I were in West Texas we observed a 
> truckload of horses going somewhere. It seems there were some news 
> reports that horses are being slaughtered for human consumption--there 
> is no ban on selling horse meat to Mexico, only the "mad cow" beef. 
> The export rate has skyrocketed. The French also think it's fine food.
> It is perhaps insensitive to suggest this as a solution to Michele's 
> dilemma.
> BTW, Michele, what does a hole in the fence have to do with putting 
> your land ownership in jeopardy? I thought that back taxes were the 
> only threat to land ownership, and eminent domain.
> Frances
>
> Gerry <mesmo at gilanet.com> wrote:
>> Living in the midst of a cattle culture  I see horses everyday. There 
>> are some small herds of cowboy ponies that I always enjoy observing 
>> (at a distance), beautiful beasts.
>>  
>> I thought about Michelle the other day when I saw a trailer full of 
>> horses at the main crossroads with a sign that read "horses for 
>> sale". I counted four of them in the trailer, all bridled and ready 
>> to show. It has been a hard year for the hard scrabble ranchers here 
>> in beyond severe drought country.
>>  
>> My neighbors are mostly horse people and we get along fine. I have 
>> seen some marvelous displays of horsemanship during my tenure here. A 
>> number of girls and young women among the mounted crews that move the 
>> cattle from pasture to pasture.
>>  
>> One of my friends, a California retiree with a big bankroll and 
>> unrealistic ambitions, bought a couple of horses. He went to "horse 
>> classes" for a time. I saw him in the saddle once and realized that 
>> he was a disaster waiting to happen, no natural feel for the horse at 
>> all. The first one which broke his hip socket occurred when he was 
>> feeding them one day and foolishly stood in the gate while they 
>> rushed through. The second one got him when the horse reared while 
>> was mounted, he fell off and got stomped a little. This one resulted 
>> in a crushed pelvis, long recovery, sometimes still uses a cane. He 
>> has moved to town and no longer has horses.
>>  
>> Rode a few as a boy but wasn't around them at the right time and 
>> developed no affection for them. But I have observed that "horse 
>> fever", a passion that overtakes some people who embrace horses is 
>> often incurable. I prefer baseball.
>>  
>> G
>>  
>>  
>>> ----- Original Message -----
>>> From: Frances Morey
>>> To: survivors' reminiscences about Austin Ghetto Daze in the 60s
>>> Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 10:36 AM
>>> Subject: Re: [AGL] Ride like the wind
>>>
>>> Michele,
>>> I stopped liking horses when one of Tom Sutherland's Arabians tried 
>>> to run under a low hanging limb to scrape me off its back. I had to 
>>> hang off his side and ride like an Indian. My attitude was 
>>> reinforced at a chili cook-off when a slow moving horse tangled his 
>>> legs up in a low strung rope and tumbled. It was like slow motion 
>>> and I was able to jump clear of having my leg crushed under the 
>>> weight of the falling horse. Then there was the unfortunate demise 
>>> of Chris Reeves...
>>> you get the picture? As far as my love affair with animals goes I am 
>>> down to a four guppies, four angels, five danios, and two albino 
>>> catfish.
>>> My advice is is to extricate yourself from the "country" and find a 
>>> niche in town. Admitting to yourself that you can no longer do 
>>> everything you would like to saves a lot of wasteful angst and 
>>> regret. My lawyer and best friend at age 64 suffered a stroke two 
>>> weeks ago and is not likely to recover. It makes sense to rethink 
>>> priorities when we reach our sixties as our time draws neigh.
>>> Best,
>>> Frances
>>>
>>>
>>> michelemason <coltrane at ev1.net> wrote:
>>>> Frances, Sorry to interfere, but lost the list out of my book 
>>>> somehow.
>>>> URGENT! HELP NEEDED. Are there any real cowboys on the list. Found 
>>>> my
>>>> gelding outside the fence this am—a hole somewhere. As you know I am
>>>> too disabled to find and mend it. No hands available out here right
>>>> now. Managed to pen, hay and water, but pens are flimsy as is 
>>>> fence. I
>>>> have a good notion, or two where the break is. ALSO, good to speak
>>>> Spanish as one side is up against Mex bar and a Mex junkyard. The 
>>>> road
>>>> is on their side. It wouldn't be the first time a drunk ran thru it 
>>>> and
>>>> just drove off. No new people speak English out here. Will this
>>>> message get to everyone?
>>>>
>>>>
>>>> On Jul 13, 2006, at 2:16 AM, Frances Morey wrote:
>>>>
>>>> > Ewie,
>>>> > Thank you for sharing your sojourn. The sights made it all the 
>>>> more
>>>> > enjoyable and immediate. Your pictures are all the more 
>>>> impressive for
>>>> > having been accomplished the "old fashioned way," using film. You 
>>>> do
>>>> > have an eye for capturing the beauty of a scene.
>>>> > It was a pleasant surprise seeing you at Jackson's memorial. I am
>>>> > still new at filing, retrieving and sending pictures but 
>>>> will attempt
>>>> > to document (and make the web site you described) of my upcoming
>>>> > trip. I am calling it my mid-America tour--departing for Chicago 
>>>> on
>>>> > Aug. 5. Like SF in '03, the visit to this city is a first for me. 
>>>> More
>>>> > as it unfolds. Is there a way to send a slide show and if so can 
>>>> it be
>>>> > done without overloading most servers?
>>>> > Best,
>>>> > Frances
>>>> >
>>>> > Bill Irwin wrote:
>>>> >> I am glad that I had the opportunity to attend Jaxon's funeral.  
>>>> I
>>>> >> really hadn't keep up with Jaxon's career since he left San 
>>>> Francisco
>>>> >> to return to Texas.  The funeral gave me a chance to hear about 
>>>> his
>>>> >> "other life" as historian.  My connection to Jaxon come from the 
>>>> days
>>>> >> of the Rip Off Press.  For a while I lived in his house on 
>>>> Portero
>>>> >> Hill with Moriarty.  Unknown to some is that the Rip Off was also
>>>> >> somewhat of a do it your self vanity press. One of these 
>>>> projects was
>>>> >> the printing of a collection of Jaxon's drawings and paintings 
>>>> from
>>>> >> '62 to '69.  Jaxon supplied the paper and drawings, Rip Off the 
>>>> ink
>>>> >> and press, and I did all the work for free.  The work was called
>>>> >> "Exile Into Consciousness" a very rare item.  I think we also 
>>>> did a
>>>> >> reprint of "God Nose" this way.  Neither sold and had a very 
>>>> small
>>>> >> circulation.  The last time I saw Jaxon, a few years ago at a 
>>>> party
>>>> >> in Austin, he remembered the effort and thanked me once again 
>>>> for my
>>>> >> part.   His funeral was kind of inspiring in that may people 
>>>> from the
>>>> >> historian community spoke of Jaxon's historical work and its
>>>> >> importance.  One that impressed me was a man from a Texas/Mexican
>>>> >> group who praised Jaxon for bringing to light the importance of
>>>> >> Mexicans in Texas history, particularly the story of Juan 
>>>> Segiun. 
>>>> >> Another proof of the importance of history and its retelling.   I
>>>> >> also had the chance to chat it up with a number ghettoits at the
>>>> >> funeral.
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> Here are a couple of photos of Jaxon I would like to share with 
>>>> you.
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> Jaxon as the serious painter, 1969.
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> Jaxon at the Rip Off Press.
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> Self portrait from "Exile Into Consciousness".
>>>> >>  
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> On with the road trip:
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> I did have one prophetic dream on the trip.  The problem with 
>>>> dreams
>>>> >> of premonition is that hey are mostly over produced and over
>>>> >> dramatized making them easy to dismiss.
>>>> >> The dream: I dreamed that I went to this location in Florida 
>>>> that I
>>>> >> wanted to visit.  The first part of the dream I saw my truck 
>>>> parked
>>>> >> in sand or maybe stuck in sand, it wasn't that clear what was
>>>> >> happening.  I went to see the sights and when I returned to the 
>>>> truck
>>>> >> I found that something had run into the right rear of the 
>>>> truck.  The
>>>> >> right side of the camper-shell was all broken up and the right 
>>>> rear
>>>> >> fender was also severely  damaged.  Parked on the right side of 
>>>> my
>>>> >> truck was a large van, the kind that is often used to deliver 
>>>> stuff. 
>>>> >> It didn't seem to be damaged and I couldn't figure if it was the
>>>> >> vehicle that hit my truck or not.  All this visualization was 
>>>> done in
>>>> >> high drama.
>>>> >> What happened: The next day I almost decided not to go to this
>>>> >> location because of the dream but decided not to pay attention to
>>>> >> that kind of stuff.  I arrived at the location and all the soil 
>>>> was
>>>> >> sandy as was the place I parked.  I backed into the parking spot 
>>>> and
>>>> >> hit a small tree that I didn't see, since the truck was going
>>>> >> very slow and has a strong rear bumper I didn't think much of the
>>>> >> incident and went to see the sights with out checking.  When I
>>>> >> returned I went to the rear of the truck to get a cold drink, 
>>>> then
>>>> >> noticed that the right rear tail-light was damaged - the plastic 
>>>> part
>>>> >> was all broken up.  Parked on the right side of my truck was a 
>>>> van, a
>>>> >> small Jeep SUV.
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> I'll have to make a note to pay more attention to premonitions.
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> One of the places I visited was Roswell, NM.  There I learned of 
>>>> the
>>>> >> shocking medical treatment that is afforded to our aliens.  You 
>>>> would
>>>> >> think that such a rich country could do more to help aliens in 
>>>> need. 
>>>> >> Somebody should do something about this sad situation.
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> Roswell, New Mexico
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> One of the places I always like to visit in the Southwest is the
>>>> >> Painted Desert/ Petrified Forest - I like the strange weathered
>>>> >> formations there.  There is also a free camping place at the back
>>>> >> door there.
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> Arizona
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> Finally, a few notes about the world of the dust:
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> Dust live in a world of their own.  Their world is a delusion 
>>>> often
>>>> >> involving visions of grandeur and their importance in the world. 
>>>> >> Mostly it is an artificial construct designed to support their
>>>> >> delusions when really it is a made-up facade.
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> Las Vegas
>>>> >>  
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> Dust are attracted to bright lights, the sense of novelty, the
>>>> >> trendy, they think the flashy is a sign of advancement.
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> Las Vegas
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> One of the saddest things is what happens to dust when there is 
>>>> an
>>>> >> evil wind blowing.  They are caught up in a swirling cloud of
>>>> >> emotions.  Their capacity for reason is destroyed.  They do what 
>>>> they
>>>> >> would never ordinarily do.  They are blown about with no control.
>>>> >>  
>>>> >>  
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> Zen-hearted, washed free of all desire
>>>> >> never again will I wander the noisy dust.
>>>> >> - Shih-shu
>>>> >>  
>>>> >> Aloha, have a good trip
>>>> >> Ewie
>>>> > Do you Yahoo!?
>>>> > Everyone is raving about the all-new Yahoo! Mail Beta.
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