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Cowboys, Heroes And Who
Was That Masked Man?
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As I child, I loved
Saturday morning! This was the day that I
looked forward to all week. I would hurry through my
morning chores, finish my bowl of "Tony the Tiger"
cereal (it's "GREAT!") and turn on our family's
newly acquired television set.
Yes, it was Saturday morning in the late 1950s and
life was good! There were a lot of good
programs such as: Annie Oakley, Wild Bill
Hickok, Zorro, Hopalong Cassidy, Lassie,
Rin-Tin-Tin, Sky King, The Texas
Rangers, Gene Autry, Roy Rogers, and
Dale Evans, just to name a few.
Television was in black and white back then and
sometimes it didn't come in very clear, in fact, I
thought that it snowed in the desert until we got a
better antenna with a rotary dial. I can still
hear the steady "click-click" it made as it turned
the antenna to the preferred direction.
The remote control had not made an appearance in the
50s, so we had to actually get up out of our chairs
and trek over to the television and change the
channel manually. As I turned the dial, searching
for a Saturday morning favorite, it didn't take long
to check out all three of the channels that were
available. I wondered why they had all of
those other numbers on the dial.
I would immediately stop at the channel where I
heard the familiar sound of the "William Tell
Overture" as the announcer would say:
"A fiery horse with the speed of light, a cloud of
dust and a hearty hi-yo Silver. The Lone
Ranger! With his faithful Indian companion
Tonto, the daring and resourceful masked rider of
the plains led the fight for law and order in the
early west. Return with us now to those
thrilling days of yesteryear. The Lone Ranger
rides again!"
After the programs were over it was time to pretend.
Sometimes I would braid my hair like Annie Oakley,
saddle my horse, and ride off down the trail.
At other times I would pretend to be Dale Evans,
Queen of the West.
My brother and I, along with the neighborhood kids,
would imitate our heroes and call each other, "kemo
sabe" (meaning trusted scout) and make silver
bullets out of aluminum foil.
The programs on Saturday morning were mostly
westerns and stories of rescue and heroism.
Who can forget the Songbird flying through the sky
as we heard, "Out of the clear blue of the western
sky comes Sky King!" Whether it was Sky King,
Lassie, or The Lone Ranger, the programs were
wholesome and filled with a plot and a purpose. They
taught us that crime doesn't pay. The stories
showed us through the heroic cowboys and lawmen that
it was best to make good choices by having good
morals and values.
Our heroes gave us "the code of the West" that all
good cowboys and cowgirls followed:
Hopalong Cassidy's "Creed for American Boys and
Girls"
1. The highest badge of honor a person can wear is
honesty, be mindful at all times.
2. Your parents are the best friends you have.
Listen to them and obey their instructions.
3. If you want to be respected, you must respect
others. Show good manners in every way.
4. Only through hard work and study can you succeed.
Don't be lazy.
5. Your good deeds always come to light. So
don't boast or be a show off.
6. If you waste time or money today, you will regret
it tomorrow. Practice thrift in all ways.
7. Many animals are good and loyal companions.
Be friendly and kind to them.
8. A strong, healthy body is a precious gift.
Be neat and clean.
9. Our country's laws are made for your protection.
Observe them carefully.
10. Children in many foreign lands are less
fortunate than you. Be glad and proud you are
an American
Gene Autry's "Ten Commandments of the Cowboy"
1. A cowboy never takes unfair advantage.
2. A cowboy never betrays a trust.
3. A cowboy always tells the truth.
4. A cowboy is kind to small children, to old folks,
and to animals.
5. A cowboy is free from racial and religious
prejudice.
6. A cowboy is helpful and when anyone's in trouble
he lends a hand.
7. A cowboy is a good worker.
8. A cowboy is clean about his person and in
thought, word, and deed.
9. A cowboy respects womanhood, his parents, and the
laws of his country.
10. A cowboy is a patriot.
The Lone Ranger's Creed
I believe that to have a friend, a man must be one.
That all men are created equal and that everyone has
within himself the power to make this a better
world.
That God put the firewood there, but that every man
must gather and light it himself.
In being prepared physically, mentally, and morally
to fight when necessary for that which is right.
That a man should make the most of what equipment he
has. That "this government, of the people, by
the people, and for the people," shall live always.
That men should live by the rule of what is best for
the greatest number.
That sooner or later...somewhere...somehow...we must
settle with the world and make payment for what we
have taken. That all things change, but the
truth, and the truth alone lives on forever.
I believe in my Creator, my country, my fellow man.
Roy Roger's "Rider's Rules"
1. Be neat and clean.
2. Be courteous and polite.
3. Always obey your parents.
4. Protect the weak and help them.
5. Be brave but never take chances.
6. Study hard and learn all you can.
7. Be kind to animals and care for them.
8. Eat all your food and never waste any.
9. Love God and go to Sunday School regularly.
10. Always respect our flag and our country.
Another aspect of many of the western programs was
the singing cowboy. A campfire wasn't complete
without a cowboy singing a song as he strummed his
guitar. Gene Autry, Roy Rogers, and The Sons
of The Pioneers were just a few of the great cowboy
singers.
Throughout the years, the morals and values of our
childhood heroes carried us through. The
children of the 50s are now grandparents who still
believe in "the code of the west" and it has served
them well through troubles, illnesses, and wars.
Roy Rogers' cowboy prayer still echoes in our
hearts:
"Lord, I reckon I'm not much just by myself,
I fail to do a lot of things I ought to do.
But Lord, when trails are steep and passes high,
Help me ride it straight the whole way through.
And when in the falling dusk I get that final call,
I do not care how many flowers they send,
Above all else, the happiest trail would be for YOU
to say to me,
"Let's ride, My friend" Amen
I wish we never had to say good-bye to the kind of
programs that motivated children and all of us to be
better people. Hopefully, child and cowboy
will meet again so I won't say good-bye, I'll just
sing....
Happy Trails to you, until we
meet again
Happy Trails to you, keep smilin' until then...
Who cares about the clouds when we're together?
Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather.
Happy Trails to you, ?til we meet again..."
(Happy Trails by Dale Evans)
©Pamela R. Blaine
pamyblaine@blaines.us
http://blaines.us/PamyPlace.htm
Pam
lives in Missouri with her husband, Michael. She
enjoys composing music and writing stories. She
writes "Pam's Corner" for her local newspaper, The
Edina Sentinel. She and her husband are active in
their church where she plays piano and he is music
leader. They have a CD available called, "I'll Walk
You Home". The title song is about her lifelong
friend who died of cancer. You can hear this song on
her website:
http://blaines.us/PamyPlace.htm
Used with permission of Pamela R. Blaine
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