The Last DK Cowboy!

Yesterday was great. I got up at 5:30, so I could get ready for the Patrick Heath Public Library's 1st annual Local Author Book Expo, in Boerne. Since I had already packed everything that I needed, on Thursday, for the event and given it to Kris & Jim to take home, all I really had to do was wake up by drinking a delicious cup of Green Mountain Donut Shop Coffee. Then take a shower, get dressed, in my uniform, and kiss Roy, Mama, Tony, Belle and Beau goodbye.

Trigger and I left the ranch, at 8:00, which was a little early, because I wanted to make sure that I wouldn't be late meeting Jim, in the Y.O. parking lot. And it is a good thing that I did, because I was four minutes early, when Trigger and pulled up and parked next to Jim, sitting inside Buddy, Kris' super cool truck.

As soon as I jumped inside Buddy, we buckled up and took off. The Mineral Man drove great and I wasn't nervous at all, because I could not see the entire speedometer, because of the pickup's clever design. Which was smart, because when we arrived at the library, as we were unpacking the book bags from Buddy, Jim bragged, "It only took us twenty-three minutes to get here. That's a record for me."

"Cool, how fast were you driving?"

"Seventy-five, all of the way," Jim stated. Then I started laughing, as we walked to the beautiful library.

"Oh my goodness," I said. "I had no idea that we were going that fast, because of the truck's clever design. The only thing that I could see on the speedometer were the numbers 10, 20 and 30. I bet the designers had a wives like me, that are always watching the speedometer and backseat driving..."

When we walked inside the Boerne Library, Sandy greeted us at the door and then showed us to our table, inside the conference room, where the other authors were decorating their tables, before the Expo began at 10:00.

The four hours that we spent at the Author Book Expo was a lot of fun. Jim and I met several interesting authors to talk to, during the event and I traded several business cards with them. Tony's and my dear friend Walter showed up too and I could not wait to introduce him to Jim. And we had a fun visit.

Around 1:30, like clockwork, my stomach started growling loudly, so Jim immediately got up to go get us some cookies to snack on. And I am so glad that he did, because after I had eaten a couple of cookies and brushed the cookie crumbs off of my green blouse and 501 Levis, this cute, old cowboy sauntered over to our table to visit with us.

"Hi, my name is George Fischer," he said, as he handed me one of his cards. After I had introduced us to this real cowboy, with twinkling eyes, he looked at my books, and said, "I'm one of the authors here. The name of my book is The Last DK Cowboy and y'all should come over to my table and buy my book. I'm a Western Writer Storyteller and...."

We had fun visiting with George, who is 82 years old. We found him to be a real character, as he told us about him spending his life, cowboying and then later being the last cowboy to run the famous DK Ranch, in Arizona.

At 2:00, Jim helped me repack my books, etc. and then he safely drove me back to Trigger, in Kerrville, even though I didn't ask him about how fast he was driving, I want to thank him for taking me to the event and being so helpful. "Kris, thank you, so much! I hope that your stained glass workshop was fun and I can't to hear about it."

Around 4:00, after shedding my GREEN blouse, that I wear to funerals, weddings and book signings and having put on my other uniform—white, buttoned down, long sleeve shirt, I went outside to greet our friends, Rose, Sharon and Kevin, that live in Dripping Springs.

Tony and I love this family, so much. Their daughter Rose is a super cool Girl Scout. For many years, she and her troop have donated their time and money to help our Utopia Animal Rescue Ranch and we cannot thank them enough for their support. And they have also adopted Dunn (the other half of Brooks) and Dustin Hoffman from us. Two very lucky dogs.

When I arrived at the barn, where they were visiting with Tony, I hugged all three of them. Then we had a fun visit. "Nance, they brought us several giant sacks of good dog food, for our dogs," Tony said, during their visit.

And after I thanked them for the dog food, I asked, "Rose, do you have any Girl Scout cookies for sale?"

"Yes, I do."

"I want a box of Mint Thins." When Rose told me that she had sold out of them, her father, Kevin, told me that he had bought a box of Thin Mints from Rose and I could have his box of cookies, because she could get him another box. Then Tony picked out a box of Tagalongs and paid Rose for our delicious cookies.

Around 5:00, after catching up with each others news, etc. it was time for our friends to leave, because they needed to get to back to Kerrville, so they could pick up Sharon's car. So I skipped up the The Cabin, so I could grab copies of my two novellas, sign them, to give to Kevin and Sharon. "Sorry Rose, maybe you can read them in a few more years," I said. After hugs and handshakes we adios-ed each other and they drove away.

When we got back to the trailer, Carlton was flashing me, on top of the breakfast bar, so I pressed his button. "You have one new message,  "Nancy, it's Jim. You're not going to believe this. On the front page of today's Kerrville Daily Times entertainment section is a picture of that great cowboy that we met, George Fischer and an article about his book The Last DK Cowboy and his life as a true cowboy, in Arizona. I can't believe it. I'll save you the copy. Bye."

Today has so far been quiet and I feel rested. I plan to watch the Academy Awards tonight, so I have written this earlier. After I post this, I am going to send George Fischer an e-mail about how I can purchase his book from him, because I cannot wait to read The Last DK Cowboy. I hope that y'all will check out George Fischer and his book, because Jim and I met him and he is the real thing—a real cowboy that was the last Big Honcho, at the DK ranch. And that is about it for today.

Y'all have a great evening!