Western Life

Western Life

Though born beneath Indiana skies, I have called Texas home for more than half a century—a vast land where myth and reality ride side by side, and every horizon tells a story.

Texas, a wild mustang that cannot be tamed, pulses with a mystique as wide as its endless plains and as deep as its sprawling cities.

A Song for the Soul of Texas

My dear friend Shake Russell once sang Traveling Texas—a melody that threads the soul of this place:

“In the heart of a mustang that can never be tamed,
An old ‘blue norther’ ’cross the panhandle plains…
Southbound by Houston, they’re moving out into space…
The eyes of Texas, the hearts and the hands,
Say ‘welcome stranger, you know Texas means friend.’”


Divisions may shadow the land now, but beneath that, the true Texas spirit shines—beauty, friendship, and a wild, diverse wonder that cannot be dimmed.

Beyond the Stereotype

Hollywood casts our landscape in myth—dust and saguaros—but Texas is broader, deeper, and richer than the legends.

This land holds piney woods and forests that rise with pride, just as Broadway producer David Merrick once marveled: “You have trees here!”

A Tribute to Western Heritage

This gallery is my salute to the enduring western spirit—alive not only in open country, but also in the towering skylines of Houston, Dallas, Austin, and San Antonio.

Though my roots are Hoosier, these images—with Roy Rogers and Gene Autry looking over my shoulder—prove what I’ve long known: I was destined to be here.

Ride With Me

So saddle up and ride with me through a land where history breathes, legends live, and the West is forever wide.