I want to be like Bat Masterson. He makes my life appear rather boring and mundane.
As a young man in the 1870s, he was a buffalo hunter and scout. Bat became a gunfighter and tamed Dodge City, Kansas, when it was rough and wild. He was friends with Wyatt Earp and, later in his life, a good friend of Teddy Roosevelt. How can you beat that?
Bat was dapper, a great storyteller and expert gambler. In 1902, when he moved to New York City, he became a well-respected news reporter and sports journalist.
After more than 70 years, my life story is mostly about going to the grocery store, watching sports on television and showing up for work each day. That’s all going to change today. After my afternoon nap, I plan to do something great. I just need to figure out what that might be.