He took the offered chair, saw the steaming cup of coffee, and lifted it to his lips and took a long draught. ‘Ummm, that’s good coffee!’”
–B.N. Rundell (The Trail to Retaliation)
Pard, missin’ yur smilin’ face this mornin’. I left the door open, so go on in an’ make yurself a pot. The missus and I are out in the Hill Country for a weddin’, won’t be back ’til tomorrow.
Whoopdi-ay, I see where some folks are runnin’ scared. Maybe this time something will get done up there in the Marble City. For shore, they need to get rid of that wokeness in the military. That’s a sham and a shame that nonsense goin’ on with our military. Yep, those top generals should be losin’ their jobs. Wish ol’ Krulak was around, or some of the others of days gone by.
Pard, I’m tellin’ yuh that it’s gonna be a hum-dinger those first hundred days of office. The President’s gonna show ’em how the cow eats the cabbage. An’ Pard, he’ll do it with a smile on his face but with a firm hand. Get rid of some of that graff and smugness of some of those there politicians.
What’s that yuh say? Nope, nary a one. Come on Pard, yuh know that them Hollywood sort and entertainers are mostly gab. Run their mouths but when it’s time to put up an’ follow through with what they said, ha. Do yuh really think they’d leave the good ol’ USA? Be better off if some of them would hit the road, that’s for shore.
Don’t be lettin’ this day go without mentionin’ Grandma’s birthday. She was a determined person, possibly the strongest person I’ve known. An’ could she cook, why the onliest one that could beat her would be my darlin’ Annie. Side by side there’d be no match agin them. She’s up in glory, possibly helpin’ out gettin’ that Marriage Supper ready. The irony of Grandma was that she always kept the coffeepot ready for company even though she wouldn’t touch the stuff her ownself. When yuh sit yurself down at that table in the sky, be shore yuh get some of Grandma’s dumplin’s or a bite of her pie.
Listen, since I ain’t ’round to be checkin’ on yuh, yuh be shore to do things right. Don’t get lax just ’cause yuh think better days are ahead. Might not be that way, so stay alert, an’ Pard, don’t go ridin’ off without checkin’ yur cinch. Why I reckon I’ve checked mine a time or two already on this trip.
Vaya con Dios.