Author: robertjr

He hailed from Nixon, Texas. A good friend of mine from long ago. Back then we would spend a lot of time together on “Relief”, and it felt so right. Life then was fun, seemed uncomplicated, and slow, We’d work in a plant during the day, and then go bowling at night. The way I… Continue reading My Good Friend Felix

From West Texas, a tall, kind, and honest man with a cowboy hat and boots. Legend has it that he was one of the last babies born in Spur, Texas, which is his grassroots. Many folks don’t know that his Son Tra, and he, ride cross-country bikes for fun on weekends. For he certainly plays… Continue reading Cousin Joe

Her name is Virginia. A close family member, and friend to many; Who won’t think twice about assisting or helping you out, For She’ll stand in your corner, and support you outright; there can be no doubt. She’s done many things in her life. A mother, a grandmother, but above all of that, a very… Continue reading Virginia

Joel’s thoughts of Montana take him When he’d ride horses to the lake or maybe a stream Then with only his fly rod, he’d catch beautiful trout With the Grand Tetons behind him, he said life felt like a dream. His dream of that big trout that eluded him last, Reinforces what somebody said, that… Continue reading Joel’s Thoughts on Montana

Seeing his weathered face now as we do, We are reminded of a man who has survived life as best as he could. He has withstood all; including the test of time. However, he was once, and still is, a force to be reckoned with, let it be understood. Now, his young great-grandkids probably do… Continue reading Nuestro Senor (Our Old Man)

Ed was raised as a proud and true Puerto Rican. His Dad, very loving in his own way, taught him virtues as a kid that he be strong and kind. So God forbid, if his manners were ever out of line. If you know him well, you know that he is the product of two… Continue reading Eduardo

My recollections of Fred… Even though I only knew him for a very few short time, I felt like I had known him for years. He seemed charismatic and true, yet always trying to get ahead. Always having a big smile, a real gentle and kind man; with not a mean streak in his body,… Continue reading Remembering Fred

Everyone has had that kind of sensation or feeling, The certain something, That close call you almost had; then your heart is reeling. The time you felt someone behind you, Then when you turned around, you felt something breezed through, and felt it left and felt denied. But somehow I just knew there was some… Continue reading Angels All Around Us

Riding with Kurt is never dull, so it seems. From the mundane, to the extreme You’ll never know what he’ll find. Pretty standard stuff sometimes, Then other days, totally off-the-wall findings, you must bear in mind. But the best part of his calling is his personality, combined with his wit, most of all. From his… Continue reading Kurt