I was a cowboy and a real good one one day you wake up and all of your hero is gone. my father is gone (more of a mission he flew in the next post), my great grandfather was long gone. it’s time that you are grateful to you stashed away older browning compound bow ups and write articles on them, during which they were living just went on the back burner. below is a write up on my great grandfather done by a reporter named robert ford in oklahoma many years ago.
Every time i read it, the hairs stand up on the back of my neck. i always thought i should have lived 100 years ago. i always wanted to be like my grandfather. now i know why. i hope you enjoy the article. jessie james, cole younger, older browning compound bow geronimo all well-known names from the history of american “old west”. to us today that this is just the name out of the past. we think it as just history. but the (day of very old west again relived when the eldest member, a 97-year-old real american cowboy ivisited people electric cooperative from the days of the old west.
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Jim ingram was born in may 1866 in coffee county, tennessee. when he was 2 years old, his family moved to indian territory by ox wagon. at an early age her mother died. when he was seven his father died, and he was on his own ever since. jim ingram still shaves himself, and he had very few gray hairs on his full head of black hair. he does not look his 97 years. he and mrs. ingram live in route 2, wyneewood, oklahoma, where they lived from 1919 .
The ingram’s been happily married since the spring of 1899. they have a son, a grandson and two granddaughters. older browning compound bow their grandfather was a lieutenant colonel in the air force. “worked i stock and cattle all my life until i retired, “says ingram. “and i have made many cattle drives up the chisholm trail from the red river in kansas. i have rode across oklahoma when i see a white man. there are not many houses and fences.” “did you ever meet any of the old gun fighters and outlaws in the day?” i asked.
“oh, sure!” he answered, “i saw a lot of gun fighters while i worked cattle across oklahoma. i know jessie james pretty well, but i know cole younger better. they came to our cattle drive camp to hide out. i’ve slept in the camp with them many a time. jessie james was as quiet a man as i have ever seen. “he did not bother poor people, just robbed a bank.” “well,” said i, ” i think you had a lot of interesting experiences? “” tell him about the time a tornado you’ve got. “said mrs. ingram.” well, “he says “once i was riding my horse when this storm blew up a tornado took me and my horse up in the air.
I can pull the reins, but i had no control over my horse because we were up in the air, but i do not know how high. it was so black i could not see. pretty soon, it set us down to the ground. “where are you injured?” i asked. “no, we were not hurt.” he replied. “you know,” he said, “i saw the wild buffalo which oklahoma city now stands. i roped bull and killed them for meat.” “i once worked issuing government beef in comanche and apache indians. the indians will kill livestock in the area.
I saw them eat raw meat with blood. when they are done, there is not any something left. they used it all. “” there was a time when you see an indian, and if the race is not run, you had better run. ” “once, i had a horse race with geronimo ft. sill when they had him there.” “who won?” i asked. “by granny, i won the race!” he replied. once a friend and i went to an indian dance, but the indians did not dance with us. daughter quanah parker’s pin of indian blanket around me so i would like to dance with me.
I still have that pin. daughter of quanah parker could speak better english than me. “the stories we read today, the tv and movies we see about the” old west “do not tell the true story of the life of the cowboy. spending time in the saddle is hard. it was hot and dusty in the summer and cold and wet in winter. “you see people now,” said mr. ingram, “saying that they may be men, but they can not wear a raincoat old real cowboys. i could tie a steer in 22 seconds, and would reach 99 out of 100 throws.
When we drove cattle, we had a lot of mean horses, and we had to ride them hold the saddle horn. if you held the horn, the other cowboys will whip your horse and make him buck. . “liber de oppresso dwane m. ingram is the ceo and head writer for ingramu.com.