Cowboys December 6, 2020

Dance Hall/Skating Rink

Tally grew up with his big horse and fancy wade saddle.

He always favored the cowboy side; he liked roping cattle.

His dad wanted him to be a farmer; he would often say

But Talley had his heart stolen. He loved the cowboy way.

Struggling through the Great Depression of the nineteen-thirties

he put his cowboy hat away, farmed the land, and got his hands dirty

The years flew by, and Tally spent his weekends helping his dad.

Run the Longhorn Dance Hall on Saturday nights, and it was not so bad.

later he began teaching countless children to roller-skate on Friday night
He would call out songs and directions as we would skate by, and he would shine his flashlight

We would roll by around and round in circles, oblivious to what we passed.

In the corner on the North wall hung a Buffalo head; you could not help but glance.

The farming now long over, it became a ranch with horses and Buffalo.

Tally got his heart’s desire, and it became part of his Saturday night show.

He would show off with his ropes and lassos when the dance hall was complete.

He also would dance a two-step after a couple of big boy drinks

Tally’s skating rink was the highlight of my teenage years, and later the dance hall too.

If you visit that little town by Buffalo Road today, that is the story most people will tell you.

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