It all started about 25 years ago, 
I was ridin with the Bandidos out of New Mexico and being a white boy 
a bunch of them were allways callin me GRINGO 
and I had had about all of it I was going to take cause the ones that were doin it werent doin it for fun so I took a couple of shots at-em 
witha Nickel plated Colt 45 1911 with Mother of Pearl Grips and that pretty much finished that. 
One of the guys that I was ridin with, (known as Rat Basturd)
had a brother livin in Flagstaff and when we split up he told me to go tell his brother that he was doin ok. 
When I got there this ole boys brother had just gotten married
about two days earlier to a cute little brunette about 5'4" 110 lbs., 
everything was stacked together just about right to, 
(I could tell she was female by the way her dungerees fit). She did not take to well to my movin in but I dont member that slowin me down none.
This ole boys name was John Olivera their dad was Vice President of IBM at the time.
I decided I needed some gas money so I got a job with the local K-Mart doin maitenance and it wasnt but about two days later I ran into a real cute little volunteer nurse workin at an old folks center not to far from K-Mart.
about three weeks of that and this chick started talkin kinda serious so I fire up the Pan and headed south to a little place called Sadona about 50 miles south.
Man I fell into heaven there, I got a job just North of Sadona at a place called DON HOLES CABINS, I could get up about 5 am walk less than fifty yards to a crick that was so cold you could freeze your Nuts off just by lookin at the water out of the corner of your eye, and catch German Brown Trout about 20 inches long for breakfast.
This story goes on but it is a quarter to five now an I am goin to git, but I aint gittin to go fishin an it dont look like I am goin to git to go for some time now.
Enjoy The Day Guys
Rusty
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