I sing of arms and men, not of presidents, kings, generals, or passing explorers, but of those who survived their own personal, lonely Alamos, men who drove the cattle, plowed the furrows, built their shelters against the wind, the men who built a nation.
Hondo
by Louis L'Amour
This painting represents the forever cowboy who knows the trails, from Texas to Montana and back again. He is the man who rides for the brand. I will let you write his story, for every word you write could be a true story. Let me know what your story is.
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