Cal Stevens's Blog: On the Other Side of Brokeback Mountain, page 2

Is there always a snake in the grass

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The old Blue Chevy

Living alone            It’s late afternoon here at the Triangle Dot ranch and I’ve just finished reading the Antelope Press, our local newspaper.  I didn’t absorb much of the news, however, because I’m still thinking about my conversation this morning with Ross Rutgers, my hired hand, about plans for digging out a spring tomorrow.  When I talked with him then he seemed completely distracted, but when I tried to repeat myself he...

Rustling at the Triangle Dot

Lost steersAfter riding all day checking on our steers, Sonny, who is my grandson as well as my ranch hand, and I dismounted, wiped our horses down, aimed for the ranch house, cleaned up, and I, at least, tried to relax.  But here I am pacing around on the porch of our Triangle Dot ranch house instead of resting.  Every so often I slide into the big wicker rocking chair at the end of the porch, but I can’t sit still for more than a moment.  As you can guess, I’m very agitated.&...

Reflections of a Wyoming Cowboy

Gretchen, May 31, 2005, 7:00 AM
I woke up to Gretchen’s voice announcing the beginning of a new day. “Wake up Joe,  it’s time for breakfast made just for you.”  Even though she is my favorite nurse, I was very annoyed. I had lain awake all night trying to go to sleep.  I had seen 1:00AM, 2:00AM, 3:00AM and 4:00AM; I could swear I didn’t get a wink of sleep all night.  So how the hell could it be morning?  Is it possible I slipped off to sleep after 4:00 AM? Well,...

Internet Bride

Living aloneI hate to admit it to even myself; I’m lonely, so lonely I sometimes can hardly stand it.  Often I ask myself, “Will I ever find somebody with whom to share my life, somebody who will be a soul mate?”  The prospects aren’t very promising, considering I am forty years old and in the previous decade or so have had no success with any woman I would consider as a wife or, conversely, who would be interested in me.  Finally, having just about given up hope finding that s...