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I will write this journal note here,
for reasons I hope you will understand, later. We were welcomed with
great
OUR TOUR DATES JOURNAL ENTRY This was a great day. A former Marine; George Newton used his card to give us a tank of gas. I think if you put your nose to the tank there might have been the faint oder of fuel -- not much more. I began my journey to Barstow, knowing
I would be picked up and brought back to AMVETS Post 20 later in the
evening. Natt called to tell me he was going
to pick me up to meet with the vets and friends of Post 20. I told him
I was just beyond an ostrich farm and continued to walk. The sixties were filled with powerful events. While it would be difficult to say a single one changed the course of American History, Roy Rogers heroism went unsung but I do not believe any other single American could have done what he did, much less would have. The nation was being over-run by a bunch of people calling themselves Hippies, which became a term many Americans used like so many names used to describe groups of people we just don't like. These hippies were beginning to toss the America flag over their shoulders as if it were a poncho and others fashioned clothing from our national banner. This seemed more than Americans could stand. A public uproar led to a group of Federal Elected Officials to fashion a law that would make it a crime to wear anything that looked like an American Flag as clothing. This seemed a done deal. There was no one or nothing that could stop the law from taking effect -- or so most of the nation believed. That was the moment in history the quiet handsome cowboy actor became a national hero. It was not loud. That was not his way. He simply showed up wearing a shirt made of stars and stripes. America didn't know what to do. Hippies had to rethink what they believed about rednecks and rednecks had to rethink what they thought about hippies. The issue was dead. We could not distroy the Constitution to protect Our Flag, regardless of what emotions that might rise from how some choose to display it. This is just what I would like to see, not what I am likely to see -- someone step forward. When the Alamo was in danger of being distroyed, Mrs Johnson stepped forward, bought it and gave it to the Daughters of the Republic of Texas. I would like to find a Savior for the Double R Bar. Someone who could buy it and set it up as a shrine so Americans could understand the quiet heroism of this great American icon. I had the opportunity to talk with Scooter, who knew Roy much better than did I, having only had one encounter with him years ago. He picked me up as I hitch-hiked down the road and found me a job for a few days on a neighbor's ranch. Scooter, much like Roy Rogers is a quiet spoken Gentleman: in every sense of the word. When the Double R Bar sells, I will shed a tear. I hope others do.
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