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“Chris LeDoux’s Ghost”, a song by Kirby Jonas

When I was fourteen years old, my mom called me downstairs to where she was listening to KUPI radio to have me hear a song she thought I might enjoy. I guess my mom knew me pretty well. The song was “Caballo Diablo”, a Charlie Daniels song as performed by...

I Am A Rock

by Kirby Jonas | Reflections

I AM A ROCK — a late-night musing I get the question often: “How do you handle being alone for twelve hours?” They’re asking, of course, about my work as a security guard contracted out to FPS (Federal Protective Services.) Well, let me tell...

My Last Cattle Drive, poem by Kirby Jonas

by Kirby Jonas | Poetry

My Last Cattle Drive I was going for a walk, one sunny day in June, And just behind the mountains must’ve lurked a big full moon. The reason I surmise that will show in the tale to follow— Which reveals my foolish actions, and makes my heart grow hollow. I was...

CLINT WALKER, MY FRIEND, MY HERO, AND A FALLIBLE HUMAN BEING

by Kirby Jonas | Reflections

Clint Walker was a man. Yes, I know it seems hard to believe. Even as big as he was (which isn’t as big as they try to claim, but still very large, and quite a physical specimen of manhood), he was still only a man, and he had his weaknesses. I have thought long...

LUNA RISING — my poetic tribute to the golden moon

by Kirby Jonas | Poetry

As I walked my rounds on duty tonight, I couldn’t help being enthralled by the magnificent moon, “Luna,” as she rose up through the trees in the east. Most of the poetry we’ve been putting up here on the poetry page is stuff I wrote years...