Eulogy: ROY ROGERS

The first time I met with ROY ROGERS was in 1987 at his museum in Victorville, Calif. As the door of our bus opened, there he stood, looking as though he'd just stepped out of one of his old westerns. Very much in awe of this man whom I grew up watching and tried to emulate at times, the only thing I could think to say was, "Ahh, nice to meet you." But Roy was the kind of man who was easy to know and easier to like, so after about two minutes, I was asking questions, and he was answering...

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