[on John Cason] He was one of the craziest guys I ever rode with. He was all over the saddle on a horse. Talk about ridin' loose--you would swear he was going to fall off any minute. Not so, he could really ride and cowboy, it was just his attitude: "Let's git on and git goin'." I don't think he ever planned anything, it was just hurry up and get the job done. He scared me once, though. We were to ride into a bunch of trees, out of sight and then wait for a "shot" from the director and come out and continue to ride. We both barreled into the trees out of sight, pulled up and I looked over at Bob. He was holding his hand over his eye and between his fingers was a small branch! It looked horrible, like it could be driven through his eye and into his head. I said, "Don't move, I'll go out and kill the 'shot'." And Bob says, "No, no, wait, I think it's all right." He took his hand away and by the grace of God, the stick had hit him below the eye on the cheek bone and he had caught it in time. Just another freak thing that could happen on a ride.
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