Manuscripts/Mixed Material [Eddie McGregor]
“My dad ran four or 500 head of stockers on his place' in the 'M' iron. Branded them hip, side, and shoulder. The way the land shaped up in that part of the country, there was a perfect valley where dad farmed, [running?] cattle in the other part of the country. There were about 45 acres I reckon, in his farming spot, and he [was?] more interested in that then he was in running his cattle.
“When I was just a tike, he learnt me to ride hosses. Now, I can't for the life of me, tell you just how [old?] I was when I began riding hosses. [I?] can tell you, though, that I wasn't [?] day over four years old when I could ride them [by?] myself. Clumb up a many a one while it [stood?] at the hitch rail while some neighbor chinned my dad inside the house. [We?] climb on them, then ride around. Of course, [several?] pitched me off soon's I hit the hull, but [that?] didn't learn me nothing. I just left him alone and got the next one that come [along?].
[There?] was one [time?] a in particulr when I fell off and could've ended my riding days right then. Now, I'll just have to tell what others tell me happened because all I recollect about this is the [falling?] part. [My?] ma said she saw me ride off from the hitch rail and she come out to call me [back?]. Just as she come out the door, I fell in such a way that my head laid on the spot the hose was set