The first time I met Chris Isaacs was a Prescott, Arizona, during a the cowboy poetry gathering . I immediately recognized a kindred spirit in Chris. We got together later that night, told a few b.s. stories and had some very pleasant conversation. After a while it had become obvious that he had been down (pretty much) the same road I had. Of course the more you work with a person the more you find out about each other, so it wasn't long until I confirmed the fact that this guy wasn't all talk. Chris had been exposed to about every kind of horse activity there is except showing western pleasure classes. He has been a packer , horseshoer, cowpuncher, rodeo cowboy, and even did a few stints a wrangling dudes. He insists he isn't a real cowboy as he didn't work at it as long as he did at some of the other jobs he's had, but it doesn't take long to realize that he's the kind of man that will make land anywhere he goes. A couple d years ago, Chris, Jesse Smith and I got together and decided we would try to book a few shows as a team. As a result, we formed a threesome and have dubbed ourselves the Cardiac Cowboys. So Chris has become more to me than just an occasional acquaintance; he's my pardner. This book is a collection of poetry that not only spans quite a bit of time but also gives you an in site into many different aspects of western life-including the family life of a sometimes vagabond cowboy-and does it extremely well. So, friends, just sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride! Hasta luego, Pard. Sunny Hancock Cowboy Poet, Lakeview, Oregon
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Book Description Cowboy Miner Productions, 2001. Hardcover. Book Condition: New. Bookseller Inventory # P110966209168