Merry Christmas


The season has once again fallen on us to proudly celebrate the birth of our Lord's son, Jesus Christ.

You are listening to Alecia, Jimmy & Stormey (The Texas Anonymous Knotheads) Perform Rudolph!

This year we (our family) have voted on a country theme for our 2009 Christmas. With that said we invite you to read a poem written by: Buddy Quinn, (Doc's Father).

Cowboy's Prayer

I was moping around the outer corrals of a friend of mine's ranch one day.
When I seen this old gray haired cowboy, kneel down to the ground to pray.

He said, "Good morning Lord, it's just me again, and I reckon I'm feeling alright,
except yesterday's heat hung on for quite a spell and I didn't sleep much late last night.

But, I thought I'd stop and kinda' talk awhile, just to let you know I'm still around.
I haven't accomplished a lot lately Lord, I'm just trying to hold this cow job down.

Now you know how it is in the cow game Lord, when the moisture all leaves the ground.
The grass dies and the sand starts to blow, it kinda' of keeps the calf crop down.

Ya see, the water holes are nearly dried up Lord and the cattle's getting thinner somewhat,
but five or six days of good heavy rain, it'd sure help out a mighty lot.

Now I ain't got no favors to ask for myself, I reckon things are alright by me,
except that climb to my saddle gets higher everyday or maybe my knees are getting weak.

So excuse me Sir for taking up your time but I had a few things to say,
we could sure use a little bit of moisture Sir, if you'd care to send a little bit our way.

Well I slowly turned and I walked away and I stepped thru the door of a shed,
and I was down right ashamed for standing so quite eaves-dropping the way that I did.

Just to think this old man, just a common hard hand, although he never asked a thing for himself, yet he knelt and talked to God like a friend as he prayed for somebody else.

Well, we missed that old man at breakfast next morn when he didn't sit down to his plate
and when we went to the bunkhouse we'd found him dead, but he died with a smile on his face.

Now if you should wonder if this story is true or if maybe it's just a reframe,
when we buried that old cowboy that same afternoon, it had already started to rain.

Doyle R. Quinn I - 1963


"We Cherish Your Friendship & Love"

Wishing Ya' all, A Happy, Healthy & Prosperous New Year - 2010

"The Doc Quinn Family"

(Doc, Jennifer, Alecia, Jimmy, Stormey & Bo Diddley)

We Love You All - Have A Grand New Year - 2010

Christmas - 2009