Recently a blog was posted from a cowgirl that told of being hurt by an outlaw that had no respect for young ladies and their hearts. Now this old cowboy left her an encouraging word to not give up on all cowboys because of one rotten apple. It just would not be right.

I am glad to hear she responded, 'she will climb back on that saddle and not quit riding the range of love'. Now the question arose, was she alone? I would find that hard to believe if you listen to country music. There is probably a stampede of broken hearts and lonely riders on this range and I wondered if perhaps somewhere within the AC, I could find a place to advise and support with my past experiences of being a 'Cowboy Casanova'?

This is not a brag. I will be the first to tell you that I was on the wrong side of the fence in respects to love. I was an outlaw in the dance halls of the 80s and many a time found a decent cowboy ready to put out my lights when I finished two-stepping with his sweatheart. I learned my lessons the hard way.

From cowboys that drew down on me, to cowgirls that stomped my heart into the dust of a rodeo dance, I moved from casanova to 'Desperado' and have no problem being a sage of the heart.

''Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin' no youger
Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home
And freedom, oh freedom well, that's just some people talkin'
Your prison is walking through this world all alone
Don't your feet get cold in the winter time?
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine
It's hard to tell the night time from the day
You're loosin' all your highs and lows
Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away?"

Please, let me or the AC know how you would feel about a place to not only mend fences but perhaps mend a heart or two.

Thanks and always remember the Code to treat every woman as you would your own mother or sister, with respect and Love...