I regret the snowstorm blocked my chance to come pay respects to my Uncle Jerry. I didn't know Jerry until I married into the family back in 1985. Hard to beleive that a guy raised in New Jersey would become so close to a cowboy from Howard Kansas. But then again, knowing the person Jerry was, it all came easy. In addition to becoming family, Jerry and I became partners in "Finest Piece of Prairie in Elk County" as he once said, and I repeat constantly. It was through Jerry's tireless, and relentless efforts that the "Matt and Allen Ranch" became such a beautiful piece of land. He raised some fine cattle on that land, how he admired his Beefmaster cows and the calves they made. When I would come to visit, Jerry and I would take a tour of the ranch, and he would show me all the things he had done to improve the land. Now Jerry knew so much about the land, the grass, and the cattle, that I was enthralled in hearing all about it. I tried to learn some of it, but I regret we lost so much knowledge on how to be good stewards of that precious land in Kansas when Jerry departed. On our tour, we would always stop at the crest of the ranch and look east (don't look west, Jerry hated those wind towers). The beautiful sight even got a Kansas Cowboy and a New Jersey guy to share some personal moments. That was special to me.
In my life, I have been to some pretty spectacular sites, I've been served plenty of exotic cocktails, and been in the company of some very prestigious people. But, I would give it all up to have one more day with Jerry, riding on the prairie, drinking a beer, sharing a laugh and our lives together.
Every time anyone who knew Jerry drives past the "Matt and Allen Ranch", take a moment to admire it's beauty and remember the man who loved life, loved the prairie, loved his family. Rest in Peace, Cowboy.