C: About Bud (but turns out to be about Cassie…yet again!)
Some of you have asked for more of the story of Cassie, Barney and my childhood farrier, Bud, after my previous post on Cassie. Indeed, that post spurred lots of memories for me, and my brother and sister have chimed in their own, bringing up that long unplowed memory ground. If you haven’t read it, that previous post would give you a back story to this one. It came to me as I was writing this that “Bud’s” real name was “Jesse James ‘S.’” I had forgotten that, having become so accustomed to calling him “Bud.” I doubt that many knew his real name. My brother was surprised when I mentioned that to him, saying, “ You’ve got to be kidding!” I worked for our father some, and we did some legal paperwork for Bud, so his real name was required. I can’t tell you how fittin’ it was that Bud was also “Jesse James!” Why he had a buckboard, wore cowboy boots everywhere he went (which wasn’t far, mind you) and he lived a very “Old West” lifesty...