Welcome to our new web site!

To give our readers a chance to experience all that our new website has to offer, we have made all content freely avaiable, through October 1, 2018.

During this time, print and digital subscribers will not need to log in to view our stories or e-editions.

Keyword: Baxter Black
49 results total, viewing 1 - 20
Ted and his dad needed some cows to stock their little ranch in Oklahoma, and they needed’em right away. A local trader solved their problem and injected a couple loads into them. more
It was every fair board's nightmare when the lightning hit the stage. Course, it might have been expected; it was just another page. In a trail of disasters that befell our county fair. more
A good cowboy will go beyond the call of duty and even put himself in harm's way to help a suffering beast. more
Aunt Effie was the “Neighborhood Healer” in her community of Noble, Oklahoma. When I was visiting and scraped my arm or had a stomachache, she always had the right potion, poultice, roots, soak or fern to treat the ailment. more
Mother gave me a small box of old pocket watches and a book entitled “A Practical Course in Horology.” It was a Christmas gift. A family heirloom, of sorts. more
The steer that topped the show this year was partly Chianina. The bull that threw the biggest calf was partly Simmental. more
If it were possible to clone human beings from history, what would they be doing today? more
I wanna tell y’all a true story that happened to a friend of mine. Big Jim was judgin’ the rodeo at Burlington last year. They call him Big Jim ‘cause he’s big as a round bale and twice as tough. But he don’t move quite as fast as he did in his ol’ bronc ridin’ days. more
“Doctor, I'm here because I'm a . . . I'm a . . .” “Relax. Many people have psychological conflicts. Lay back on the couch and tell me about it” more
“It’s for you,” his darlin’ told him as he lay back in the chair. For a well-deserved siesta. Ugh, it wasn’t really fair. more
For those of you who forgot how easy it was to get started in farming, let me tell you about my friend Con. more
There’s a fingernail moon hangin’ low in the sky. The crickets make small talk as he passes by. As the gentlest breeze stirs what’s left of his hair. He spits and he sniffs it, but no moisture there. more
A while back I was asked who has had the greatest influence on my life. I hadn’t ever given it much thought, like most folks, I guess. After considerin’ for a while I came up with five people that I could say actually affected the direction of my thinkin’. My dad, Doc Brimhall, John Basabe, Red Steagall, Patrick Gottsch and Rupert Mansell. more
Years ago in Kansas City, I set out one night to find one of them ‘down home’ guitar blues pickers I had read about in the Sunday paper. I was drivin’ around Saturday night lookin’ for Walter’s Crescendo Lounge. more
"Where were you born?" The reporter asked one of my Colorado cowboy friends. "Iowa," he answered. "Iowa!" she said. "Why did you move?" "Because it's hard to be a cowboy in Iowa." more
When it’s springtime in the Rockies And my lips are turning blue I’ll be slogging through the blizzard like a brain-dead caribou. more
Imagine you were a livestock man in medieval England 1,000 years ago. It's early spring. Snow on the ground, mud in the cow lot. You walk the small pasture where the heavy heifers are kept. more
He’s the tumbleweed chef and rides with the wagon Ahead of the thunderin’ herd. more
A fine lookin' horse you've got there (if yer into modern art) I had a horse like that one time (but he wasn't very smart) more
It is the best of times. Calving at its finest. The calling of those chosen to tend God's creatures. To take part in simple miracles. To alter the balance of life on earth by one small addition. It is the worst of times. more
1 | 2 | 3 Next »
Currently viewing stories posted within the past year.
For all older stories, please use our advanced search.