Trained a bison
to be a nice’un.
Rode the bison
over a herd of bison
from Sioux Falls
to the big shouldered
city. Who ever heard
of a herd being herded
by a man on a bison? How
absurd.
True story. This is Judd Fuller: Cowboy and circuit preacher. I met him when he showed up unexpectedly at my grandparents farm. He was in his nineties, tall and lean, and wearing a sharply tailored Western suit. He roared up in a fire engine red Oldsmobile 4-4-2 convertible. For two days I was given a taste of the Old West. He taught me to shoot a six gun. He told me to seek the answers to the questions I asked him in the Bible. Then he drove off in a cloud of dust.
He really did ride a bison over a herd of bison. Family mythology also has it that he toured with Buffalo Bill’s show on their last days. But you know how families can be….
dVerse is having a postcard poetry night. https://dversepoets.com/2017/04/18/tuesday-poetics-wish-you-were-here/
What a marvelous legacy is this family story! I enjoy the poem and the picture; thank you for sharing this. (Too bad you don’t have a picture of that car!)
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Too bad I don’t have the car! Thank you, Jill!
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I didn’t know you could ride a bison. He sounds like a wonderful great uncle.
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He was quiet dignity with a fire in his eyes. Quite a man in many ways.
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This is fun!
I heard once that the longest sentence using only one word is something along the lines of “Buffalo buffaloes buffalo buffaloes.” or some such. Makes just about as much sense. 😉
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I hope I made some sense…. But the buffalo in the title is a misnomer. Bisoned just didn’t work. Glad you had fun!
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The poem is wonderful. This “absurd” sentence just reminded me of that:
“Who ever heard
of a herd being herded
by a man on a bison? ” 😉
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What a fun poem! I love the backstory you provide for it too. 🙂
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Thank you! All true; every bit of it. Just happened to be a family gem. Glad you enjoyed it.
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That was quite an interesting tale. I had to smile when he rode off in a cloud of dust.
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Dirt driveway. Glad you liked my offering.
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Love the title and story! We live an hour southeast of Sioux Falls.
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Are you in or near Sibley? My mom lived there… when she still lived.
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We’re about 40 minutes from Sibley 🙂
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Good to know that the ‘eccentricity’ runs in the family 😉
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You have NO idea!
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He sounds like great fun, as was this poem.
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Smiling ear-to-ear. I can’t imagine straddling a Bison…however my husband did play some football for NDSU. Ooops.
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Um… I’ll just let that one be.
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