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I am sad to report that Judge U Harshly aka Bill Cookman, has headed for the final round-up. He was always fun to shoot with and his humor keep everyone in great spirits. It was my pleasure to get to shoot with him and enjoy his company.

 

 

Here is a fitting poem as a tribute:

 

A Cowboy Psalm

 

Dear God, only You know when I'll reach the end of my trail,

So I want you to know I'm grateful.

A hundred times I've been thrown by life

And a hundred times You've lifted me back in the saddle.

Every morning I see Your smile in the sunrise over the prairie

And taste Your breath in the sage on the wind.

You put the aches in my bones at sunset to remind me that I'm still alive,

And the stars in the midnight sky to keep me humble.

I know that You love me.

When I've thirsted You've been my drink

And Your words have been my bread.

You catch me when I tangle my spurs,

You keep me from taking the crooked path.

You gave Your Son for my immortal soul.

And I know, Lord, that when I am judged

You won't care how long I stayed on–

But how well I rode.

 

©Copyright2002 Boston John Doucette

 

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Met and talked to him at WR2020 after I noticed that we  wore the same hat. RIP. Condolences to his family. 

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3 hours ago, Turquoise Bill, SASS #39118 said:

I am sad to report that Judge U Harshly aka Bill Cookman, has headed for the final round-up. He was always fun to shoot with and his humor keep everyone in great spirits. It was my pleasure to get to shoot with him and enjoy his company.

 

 

Here is a fitting poem as a tribute:

 

A Cowboy Psalm

 

Dear God, only You know when I'll reach the end of my trail,

So I want you to know I'm grateful.

A hundred times I've been thrown by life

And a hundred times You've lifted me back in the saddle.

Every morning I see Your smile in the sunrise over the prairie

And taste Your breath in the sage on the wind.

You put the aches in my bones at sunset to remind me that I'm still alive,

And the stars in the midnight sky to keep me humble.

I know that You love me.

When I've thirsted You've been my drink

And Your words have been my bread.

You catch me when I tangle my spurs,

You keep me from taking the crooked path.

You gave Your Son for my immortal soul.

And I know, Lord, that when I am judged

You won't care how long I stayed on–

But how well I rode.

 

©Copyright2002 Boston John Doucette

 

 

Sorry to hear about your friend.

 

I LOVE the Cowboy Psalm!

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So sorry to hear this may he RIP.  See yah down the road Judge some where in time.

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