Cowboy Catholicism

JUL 5 1977, 7/10/1977 The cowboy leaning forward in his saddle is Darrell Winfield, the original Marlboro Man. Most of his year is spent trading horses he breeds on his small spread in central Wyoming, but five or six times a year he spends about two weeks being photographed for their cigaret ads. He is married and has five daughters and a son. Credit: UPI archiveblog

A poem delivered in honor of Wyoming Catholic College President Dr. Glenn Arbery’s visit to the La Mesa home of Ernie Grimm.
Fools say truth is like a woman
Who can hope to understand her?
And pundits seek to cart her off by force
But there’s a certain sort of searcher
Who sallies forth to Lander
And tracks her ‘cross Wyoming on a horse
Bards say beauty is a woman
Whose appeal is quite subjective
Her hotness quantified by likes and clicks
But a lover of proportion
Will require no elective
And besides, there ain’t no wi-fi in the sticks
Wags say goodness is a woman
Whose favor ever changes
Inconstant as the wind, or as the tide
But the students at Wyoming
Find their good in mountain ranges
And upon a certain petrus, they abide


  1. Please give the good doctor my level best!


  2. Quin Finnegan says


  3. Quin Finnegan says

    No broke-backing with the gent in that picture. He makes the Marlborough Man look like a fey, limp-wristed pansy. Which I guess he was, no disrespect intended. But Cowboys taught me to say what I mean, and mean what I say.

  4. Quin Finnegan says

    I think you’ve mention this Glenn feller before. Peace be upon him too.

    I also met that man Ernie once. I was a little afeared, on account of his name, and because he sang opera. Sang it, for Gawd’s sake!

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