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It's Hard to Believe Monday . 

Saturday night I roam around inside one of my closets and come across this pic of my childhood hero Roy Rogers. I  haven't seen it in years. I thought the OG Mr Rogers was the most handsome, kind and brave man on television and he was very lucky to be married to Dale - the most beautiful woman in the world. They both road horses and harmonized their boots off - just like my parental units. I entered their Name That Pony contest - submitting Ponytail. I didn’t win. I hang the photo on my gallery wall.


About 24 hours later, I am watching Granchester on Masterpiece Mystery. It’s about a detective and his family who live in an English hamlet in the 1950s where an inordinate number of murders occur. He has a very tight friendship with the Indian parson with the MGM looks. In one scene said parson sits at his desk - pondering whether to open a letter from his miscreant mother. He opens his desk draw and the letter is sitting on top of the Roy Rogers photo I just hung.

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  1. AnonymousJuly 14, 2025 at 10:48 AM

    Born Leonard Franklin Slye.
    It was like seeing a foreign country. Between the clothes and the horses. And the landscape. Not like long island fo sho

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