Comments on Raising Country Kids: A Cowboy

Unlike my younger sister, I did inherit what I cal...

2008-02-22T07:47:00.000-07:00

Unlike my younger sister, I did inherit what I call the "Paulsen Wanderlust" and have moved numerous times in the last 18 years. Whenever I'm riding or working with a horse, I can hear Grandad's words of advice.....and also his constructive criticism when I make a mistake.
Thanks, Erin for the wonderful article. I have had many comments from the old-timers around Columbus who knew Grandad.<

The first picture was taken years ago. The horse ...

2008-02-18T09:30:00.000-07:00

The first picture was taken years ago. The horse was named Silver(?), she was the family kid horse and died back in 1964 of old age! I rode her many miles as did my brother & sister and many cousins and friends. We used to see how many of us she would hold! Thanks Erin for refreshing the memories.
Mom

What a wonderful story! He sure sounds like one w...

2008-02-16T10:17:00.000-07:00

What a wonderful story! He sure sounds like one wonderful cowboy!

I really miss my Grandpap too. He grew up on a fa...

2008-02-16T04:08:00.000-07:00

I really miss my Grandpap too. He grew up on a farm near Pittsburg, Pennsylvania, so he was a farmboy. My memories of him include his very American accent, his love of driving, his smile which could light up a whole room, and his sense of humour.

What a wonderful retelling of your grandfather's l...

2008-02-15T22:24:00.000-07:00

What a wonderful retelling of your grandfather's legacy.
I can imagine him perfectly, right down to the smell.
I too, lost my grandfather at a very young age and the memories of him are as vivid as you describe.
The men of yesterday were such rich and wonderful characters.
My poppop was a farmer and I'm proud to say it as well.