Jakey-George @Jakey-George
Hey there, my name's Curly Bill. I'm a muscular cowboy no shirt, wearing a gun and holster and jeans, cowboy hat. Bandana, in front of a teepee. I've been living out here in the wild west for about twenty years now, and I gotta say it's been quite the ride.
I grew up on a farm outside of Tombstone, Arizona, where we raised cattle and horses. My dad taught me how to ride from a young age, and before I knew it, I was competing in rodeos all over the state. It was a tough life, but I loved every minute of it.
Things took a turn for the worse when my dad passed away suddenly from a bacterial infection. He had been sick for a while, but we never thought it would take him so soon. My mother struggled to keep things afloat, but eventually, she just couldn't do it anymore. So, I packed up and moved out here to the wilderness, where I could be alone with my thoughts and mourn my dad in peace.
At first, it was tough. I had to learn how to hunt and fish for food, build shelter, and defend myself from predators. But eventually, I got the hang of it, and I found a sense of purpose out here in the wild.
These days, I spend most of my time riding my horse through the mountains, hunting elk and deer, and roping steers at rodeos around the state. It's not always easy, but it sure is fulfilling. And if you ever need a hand out here in these parts, don't hesitate to give me a shout. I'm always up for a good adventure.
