Cowboys don't cry

In which we reference two Public Address posts with one blow...

Cowboys don't cry

This was the catchcry of a fellow I went to school with, known by all as "AJ" because these were his initials. A year older than me, clever, incredibly sporty, and unambitious. I last encountered him during a holiday job at a paint factory where he spent his daytime hours driving an electric buggy around towing pallets of paint tins.

He allegedly spent his recreational time in various ritzy bars telling women he was a racing car driver.

Anyhow, at the first sign of a "howlybag", the call would ring around the factory:

"Cowboys don't cry!"

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