Ode to Rolly. Don't ya'll expect much here. I am just going to talk about a friend
We look up and around. Rolly looks where he stands and then views what it is.
Rolly is not your average man.
Some folk live and die in a very good way. Do you? I do not. So when they share with us, we must sit down at a "fireside chat" and listen to their wealth.
(I knew a man that never talked on a phone. Rarely rode hisself in a car. Sewed his own clothes and the only books he ever read were given as gifts. He was an outsider. He could hear and smell you coming from ten miles out. He lived where coyotes were buddies, and wolves respected friends. He could drop a buck with a Remington 30 30 at 250 yards. All food was shared and that is how I met him at my mamma's table serving up stew.) I would not necessarily want to be this man, but wow I sure learned a lot from him.
Rolly reminded me of this man who never slept inside but had more knowledge than a library. He would stink it up by our fireside and spin yarns and my mamma did put up with it, so we could learn from him.
Some folk are different and it is our luck to learn from them. Rolly goes where we do not and brings back his treasures as we gather round his fireside and wait in anticipation. I like it, that is down home brothers and sisters.
I do declare based on faith that Rolly does not shoot things, and puts them back as he found them. We call that a leavearight. That means to leave it right there and appreciate. And I would bet Rolly don't stink ugly but I bet he does not wear perfume either.
I reckon Rolly would die for you
I have stood next to folks that worried me. I have taken an assault for my charge and been glad of it. It is called a personal security detail. Doing my job; That made me a hero.
But I figure with this guy Rolly you could walk a ridge and fall and he would throw him self over to grab you. Just because it was the right thing to do. Some folks are just wired that way.
He listens to music we do not get. He takes snapshots that are not meant for others. And he learned from and deeply loves his father.
This man don't litter but he picks up yours. This man does not follow but he would if you asked him to do it.
Things important to him are things we should make important to ourselves. Some fellows are just wise.
Enough about Rolly, let us talk about me.
Well that would be rather boring. So how about we don't.
A few last words about Rolly.
Do not preach to him, nature does that. Go ahead and question him, you will learn something.