Alexander Died In Babylon
Alexander Died In Babylon When I was a boy I dreamed of riding a good horse to new country, sharing the experience with my border collie. I didn’t know what his name would be, but it would be something western like Jesse, or Buck. The journey would take several weeks, and there would be no trail to follow. I imagined I would have a side-kick. Someone like Gabby Hayes. At age 9 or 10, I watched an old Tom Sawyer movie. His side-kick was Becky Thatcher. I was intrigued. This opened up new and exciting possibilities. As time passed I realized there is no new country, and living in suburbia, I never had the opportunity to get very good with horses. Besides, as you might imagine, I had never considered what would happen when we got there. It was simply “Born to Run” (we’re pulling out of here to win). Gazing out to where the road and sky meet and feeling compelled to find out what’s there beyond the horizon is not uncommon in the people of the west. It’s in their DNA. ...
