Dreams and Regrets

I has become a bit of a slebrity round town cause a my age.  I dont mind attention none and lord know I loves to talk to folks.  But when you gets right down to it, don't take no talent to get old.  I is right glad that folks enjoys to talk to me and hear my yarns about the good ole days, and I is plum proud a bein older than dirt.  But it aint all peach and apple blossoms. 
When I were a young'un, I had dreams and plans and ideas, lord my noggin was a burstin with ideas.  I rode train for a spell in my teens and use to sit in a boxcar soakin up the beauty of this great big land.  Lord my dreams were big as a Montana morning back then.  Dreams, they is mighty important.  Some folks got riches, some folks got power, but they is some folks what ain't got nothin if you take away theys dreams.  They say a man ain't old til regrets take the place of his dreams.  Well folks, I knows I is old, but I got no regrets.  I has lived, I has laughed and I has loved and I remember all of it.  It were powerful wonderful.  My dreams has been replaced by satisfying memries.


Hold fast to your dreams!

Season's Greetings

Ol' B B been thinkin about the spirit of this here season and I jus thought I ought to share some o' my thinkins.  I has been around a powerful long time and most a my friends and family done passed on some time back.  This time a year gets a fella to thinkin 'bout family and that sure enuff is the way it ought to be.   I know folks what spend their time frettin 'bout this that and the other and in hard times like these it hard not to fret a little.  But sure as a rooster got feathers, frettin ain't never done nobody no good.  This time a year a feller ought to put aside his frets for a spell and put his mind to family, friends and the lord.  All that other stuff is just chaff in the wind.  I ain't sayin work and payin bills ain't important.  It just that if'n a feller don't pay attention he lible to end up workin and frettin his life away and never livin.

I heard a man say one time "Every feller has got to die, but not every one really lives".

Merry Christmas from Ol' B B

Christmas Thoughts

I suppose it ain't escaped most folks notice that its Christmas time again.  Lessen you live under a mule fritter theys ain't no way you could help but notice.  I ain't agin commerce and folks tryin to make a livin but this holiday shopping mania, seem to me has gotten a bit out of hand.  Seem like folks need a catchers mask and a chest protector just to go shoppin.  I recollect a day when folks didn't spend their holidays standin in line to buy a big screen television or some new fangled elektronic gadget.  Holidays was a time to visit family, reconnect with old friends and contemplate our lord.  We have the most advanced economy in the world but we's lost sight of our foundations stones.  I suppose foundation stones has to be buried deep if'n theys gonna provide a solid base.  But don't forget and don't neglect em. 
When a feller works, he ought to work and be proud of his labor.  But he ought not confuse his work or his possessions with life.  Life is an altogether different thing that a feller reflects upon more and more as he draws near to his judgement.  But I assure you, nary a soul has ever lay upon his death bed a wishin he had spent more time at the office.  This Christmas folks, make it you solemn pledge to yourself to LIVE!

Merry Christmas from ol' B B