Frank J. Buchman

Cowboy • Horseman • Writer

Time To Remember Why

’Tis the season… Christmas decorations are in place, lights are shining, music is playing, cards are being sent and received, Santa Claus is seemingly the favorite person of all, but quite fortunately nativity scenes are displayed at many churches, and pleasantly a few additional locales as well.

Hall Of Fame Cowboy Is Astute Business Entrepreneur

“I don’t have a cell phone. I don’t know anything about computers and that stuff. I’m a cowboy.” While that’s contrasting to most modern ways, Bud Sankey, 78, is a true businessman at his profession: cowboy.

Junk Pile Creates Room

“If it hasn’t been used in 43 years, then just throw it away.” That was generally our analysis when cleaning out the shop for repairs, electrical hookup and storage of stuff that will be used.

Notification For Changed Ways

“It is a fair warning.” When a bump showed up on our forehead a decade-plus ago, the secretary of one of our organizations advised us to get it checked. Contrary to our typical disposition, we followed directions, and looking back it was good advice that fortunately was followed. However, diagnosis from the examination was far from […]

Bits, Spurs, Saddles Collections And More At The Circle B-

“I don’t have much stuff, but someday I’m gonna.” That’s a misnomer if a cowboy ever said one. Truly, there’s about every bit, spur and saddle one could imagine, and then some. Actually, the best description of “the stuff” is a cowboy’s tack “dream come true” or a Western memorabilia-collector’s “Heaven on Earth.”

Roofing Aftermath Curable Problem

“There are nails everywhere.” That statement has been repeated seemingly dozens of  times over the past several weeks. Then, there’s usually a follow-up comment: “I picked up ten nails today.” An accumulation on the back porch verifies the nail pickup, and a five-gallon bucket has a lot of nails in it, too.

Petite Blonde’s Passion For Riding Jumping Horses Keeps Rocking Chair Idle

Her rocking chair is riding a six-feet-tall Quarter Horse jumping over three-foot-high fences. “I never wanted to be a little old lady, and despite my birthdate, I’m doing my best not to be,” contended the vivacious five-foot-five blonde equestrian, close semblance appearance of six decades earlier.