Mad Jack Hanks: Tales from the O-NO Ranch 2-20-12 |

Mad Jack Hanks: Tales from the O-NO Ranch 2-20-12

I don’t remember crying much as a little boy and as far as that goes, my man hood was supposed to prevent me from crying except on special occasions.

I did cry when Duffy got run over in front of me and on purpose by one of my neighbors because the dog chased his cat. I was 14-years-old and I cried like a baby. I was mad, mad and set out to get revenge but it didn’t work out as planned. Another story for another day.

I have been saddened by the loss of special pets or a special horse. I have had my eyes fill with tears on some of those occasions, but never cried. It would have been okay to cry but I was raised up believing that maybe I should be stronger than that. My folks did not necessarily instill that in me, I just observed my dad and other men that I was exposed to.

I didn’t cry when I lost my dad or my mom. I was sad for my loss but they had lived long lives for the most part and their passing was a blessing in a way because of health issues. I certainly cried when I lost “Little Miss Martha.” That’s been nine years ago and I still can get emotional when I relive some of those tragic days and times.

I have been present at some horrific accidents and have had images imprinted in my brain that will never go away. I didn’t cry then because I didn’t know who those mangled bodies were. I was very, very sad especially when children were involved.

I believe that it’s good for us to cry when we feel the need. I think it’s healthy to do so.

We are going to have thousand and thousands of soldiers coming home from the war zone that once they get home need to cry and cry a lot. They will have been witness to things we can only imagine, terrible things that will never leave their memory.

Sometimes I do get amused when I hear a big strapping football player being placed into the “ring of fame” in his home stadium or maybe being inducted into the Football Hall of Fame when he tears up and can’t talk because of the honor that has been placed on him. I’m thinking, “What’s he got to be crying about?” I think what makes him cry is the very fact that his career is over and has been over for years and this is his last “hurrah.” Maybe, maybe not. I really shouldn’t be the judge of that I suppose. But given the type of men that they are and the type of game they have played during their career, I have a hard time with the blubbering that goes with the awards and recognition that has been heaped upon them. They didn’t cry when they hurt an opposing player so badly he had to be removed from the game and maybe for the rest of the season. They got a pat on the back.

One more thing … I have always believed that the reason that man or woman that just passed me on a snow packed road at 80 miles an hour when they should be doing 60 or less is because they have never been witness to those types of terrible wrecks that I have seen. I believe like the bumper sticker says, “Drive like hell and you’ll get there sooner than expected.”

Stay tuned, check yer cinch on occasion, slow down and you may save my life and I’ll c y’all, all y’all!

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