MARCH 2016 (DOWN THE LINE, STRAN SMITH)

            Lunch at the Sixes

            Recently I had to deliver some bulls that the 6666 Ranch had bought from me. I had the pleasure of taking my dad with me to have lunch at the ranch headquarters in Guthrie. When we got there they had a feast prepared, which from my understanding is the way they eat everyday. Im talking about real cowboy food. Fried round steaks, not that chicken fried steak you get at the restaurants,and all the good stuff that goes with it. Cream gravy, creamed potatoes, homemade pecan pie and homemade ice cream. For those who know me I don’t let my self indulge very often, and I indulged. Needless to say I broke a few of my dietary rules. After lunch we went out to the porch of the bunk house and sat down and visited for awhile before everybody had to go their separate ways. They had to get horseback to prowl because they are calving over 3000 heifers right now and I had to get back home and load all my stuff to go to Fort Worth for the American.

On my way home I was thinking about some of my favorite times of my life and some of my favorite people that have probably influenced me more than anybody. It got me reminiscing about sitting down and eating and listening to stories my granddad, my dad, and other old timers would tell. That day at the sixes my dad and Boots O’neil were sharing some of their memories of old times. With both of them being in their mid 80s I was amazed at how everyone just sat and listened. Nobody else was saying a word while the spoke which shows the level of respect that is shown in that atmosphere. My dad and Boots weren’t telling stories to entertain anyone but ironically it captivated everyone around.

When I’m home dinner is my favorite time of day. It’s a time where I can sit and eat and listen to my little ones talk about their days. It shows me how important it is to take time to sit down and eat with your family and friends. My family and I try to get together and eat whenever we can. It’s something that has gotten away from our society. The way I see it the table should be a very intimate place in our life. It’s where we share life with one another. It’s where we invite people to be part of our life. As strange as it may sound the table is a place where we want to become food for one another. Every meal, whether it’s breakfast, lunch, or dinner, can become a time of growing closer to one another. When is the last time you have sat down with your friends and family and really took time?

Until next time. God Bless and see you down the line.