Traces of Texas reader Kaye Solomon Partin graciously sent in this great photo, which was found among her grandmother's things when she passed away in 1986. Nobody knows who the boy is, but his outfit is so great and what REALLY takes this to another level is the poem written on the back:
My boy is not a sissy boy
He is every inch a man.
Tho he loves his mother dearly
And helps her all he can.
And when at school he holds his own,
Tho once he got a black eye.
He fought the boy a pretty good fight
And never even cried.
With sisters two he’s kind and true
As ever a boy can be.
In cowboy suit and gun and flint
He’s just a sight to see.
And now he wants a pony
To ride upon the plains.
With handkerchief upon his neck
A cowboys song he sings.
He’s going to have a picture made
To send to his grandpa,
And to some aunts and uncles
And perhaps a friend or two.
And if you don’t think he’s grand
Just come around and see.
Thank you, Kaye. Outstanding!