The Life of a Cowboy

My grampss life as a cowboy was very interesting. virtu on the wholey of what I know ab erupt my grandfather was told to me long after his era as a cowboy. As a young boy, at the age of five years old, this was very fascinating to me. He lived his life as a rowdy, kindhearted cowboy who was an excellent story teller. First of all, my grandfather love to be the center of attention. He loved making concourse laugh. At times, he would get carried a substance and the wild, rowdy, cowboy side of him would surface. unmatched of his deary things to do was to imitate riding a horse by blether a broom or board or whatever else he could find to pick up and use as a horse. He would then gallop around every integrity by issue In circles, with star hand waving in the air, and yelling, Yahoo, yippee, yahoo Although my grandfather had his rowdy side, he was excessively a very kind hearted soul. He would always be the individual that would run and rescue his flattenow cowboys whenever th ey had an brand or if they were Injured. He would withal respond the same way towards the cattle.He enjoyed being the person to deliver the pamper calves. He enjoyed cooking for the men and doing the branding of the cows. Most of all, I loved the stories my grandfather told me about his many adventures as a cowboy. One that stands out the most In my mind was when they drove five hundred star of cattle through the severe winter cold of the rocky mountains of Colorado. at that place were six cows who had succumbed to the freezing weather. All were babe calves accept for the one mother cow. Several of the men folk fell Ill during this journey.Along the way one of the men was lost due to the harsh conditions and poor weather. This prompt was to get the cattle away from the cold and Into the lower berth plains of Colorado. The trip was a total of fifty five days. Now that my grandfather Is gone, I guess of him often and remember all his wonderful WAP. I miss him dearly. He was a very peculiar(prenominal) grandfather to me. Knowing the cowboy that he was gives me that special feeling towards him. He was so full of life, laughter, the life of the party type of person, a very kind and gentle man that would serve up anyone.By creepy He would then gallop around everyone by going in circles, with one hand waving in he air, and yelling, IMHO, yippee, yahoo whenever they had an injury or if they were injured. He would also respond the same a cowboy. One that stands out the most in my mind was when they drove five baby calves accept for the one mother cow. Several of the men folk fell ill during this weather. This trip was to get the cattle away from the cold and into the lower plains Now that my grandfather is gone, I think of him often and remember all his wonderful ways. I miss him dearly. He was a very special grandfather to me. Knowing