Through The Years

Rest in Peace, Kenny Rogers.

This would have been about the year that my mother and stepdad saw Kenny Rogers in concert in Montgomery.  And I believe my sister said she and some friends also went to that same concert.

This is my calf, Charger.  I named him that because one day when I was feeding him, he pinned me against the stall with his head.  He "charged" me.  It was my first year (1982) showing steers, and I was scared to death doing it.  But as my time with Charger went on, I bonded with him and got more confident.  I remember feeling very sad that I had to sell him at the end.  One morning, the first school day after big Dothan show and auction, as Mother drove me to school, I sat in the backseat and had the orange ear tag that was Charger's.  I pulled it out of my pocket and looked at it.  About that time, Kenny Rogers' song Through The Years came on the radio.  It made me tear up.

Another Kenny Rogers story has to with tabloid magazines,  Anytime my grandmother went to Food World in Dothan, at check-out she would grab up a copy of the National Enquirer.  Back at her home in Headland, I would read through them, too.  Kenny was in it a lot!!