About

I guess I’m basically a city boy, turned country. I spent much of my early youth part time in the country, on land we owned away from the city.  My pop  (step Pop, but knew no other) owned and operated a plumbing business in town and played cowboy on a large track of land we owned in east Texas on weekends.  Sometimes I would stay over in the country, if not in school, while everyone else migrated back to our city home.  While there I rode fence lines making repairs and doctoring cows and lived life learning nature’s way.  I learned a love for the land that would call me back later in life.  I loved the country life and the sweet smells and sights of nature.  As I roamed the woods and meadows and small towns around our place I got to know the people in the area during those stays. Country people, who seemed to have a built in common sense born out of dealing with hard work and watching nature on a daily basis and being around all the farm animals and wild creatures that inhabited their world.  A natural world that taught right and wrong with a clarity of example.  I’d like to take the pages here and tell some stories about my “country common sense” experiences, then and now.  I’d like to also provide a forum here and invite others to share their “Country Common Sense” with stories of their own.  So feel free to add your own comments as you read mine if you like.