Lowell,
I once met a handy ol' wrangler that couldn't stand straight up from shoein' too many horses and probably had broken most bones once or twice, his knuckles looked like a bag of marbles and his face was worn and weathered like an old saddle and just as tough, 'made ol Curley, in City Slickers, look like the pampered Hollywood actor he was. Ol' Mike had wrangled all his life of around 50 yrs and maybe coosied a bit, but wadn't much for social graces. Mike cut loose once over more than a few drinks during that week up in the White Mountains of Arizona and we all had a good time. I think a few drinks may have been one of the few pleasures that man had in his tough life.
