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Jewish vegan cattle rancher of North Texas March 11, 2016

Posted by vsap in Blogroll, Fiction, Poetry, Uncategorized.
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I don’t eat meat so it’s one of God’s little ironies that I am here,
no Synagogue nearby and a hundred thousand acres of roaming cattle.
Actually, I’m Canadian, too, as if the career isn’t confusing enough,
as if Seinfeld, if he knew, wouldn’t generate a brilliant observation of all this.
You’d probably think there aren’t many Jews in Winnipeg
but you’ve got the Internet now, check it yourself.
I know it seems this is some sort of Wit Sec joke, you know,
my Dad being covered for ratting out Meyer Lansky or something.
That’s not it, not even close, and surely not as colorful as all that.
Sure, I’ve got a ten-gallon hat that might make you confuse me
with Toby Keith, just reading this where you are, until you see me
and realize my stature and demeanor are closer to Steve Goodman’s,
God rest his soul.
No, Dad bought this spread with money saved working various jobs
then owning a”dry goods”store in St. Germaine.
He bought and ran the ranch, groomed me, as you might expect,
and I took over in 1980.
He lived until 2000, but I didn’t see him much after 1985,
when my Mother died, and he decided life would be better in Hollywood,
that’s Florida, and so he spent most of the year there, harassing
young women, if I had to make a guess, but maybe just enjoying
the company of others like him from Brooklyn and Queens.
Although, I have to say, I can’t imagine what an old cattle rancher
could possibly have in common with his city rat cousins.
I suspect he knew more about the Baptist Church than most Baptists,
they were the people he did business with, and I do today, but I just
don’t partake of barbecue and the pork roasts on their spits.
Dad did well, to be sure, this land is precious and others have tried
to buy it or get me to lease parts for other purposes but I don’t see it.
Blossom was good enough for him and I certainly know it’s been
a good enough town for me. However…
Now and then, I think I’d like to try some pork rinds or ribs.
What could it hurt?

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Comments»

1. mukul chand - March 11, 2016

Great Post

vsap - March 11, 2016

Thank you!

mukul chand - March 12, 2016

welcome

2. thefeatheredsleep - March 11, 2016

Excellent just excellent

vsap - March 11, 2016

Thank you! I am humbled and honored by your comment.


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