THE FIREMAN POET OF EASTLAND

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“My dad wrote poetry and I guess it just came natural to me,” says Sam Williams of Eastland. “When I’m inspired about something, I write it.” Sam owns a construction company in Eastland, where he serves as a volunteer fireman. He remembers a poem handed down from generations of his family: “I had a mule. His name was Solemn Slick. All that I could dream was how that mule could kick. He could kick a feather from a dove or break an elephant’s back. He backed up against the Rio Grand and kicked it off the track. Swam the Gulf of Mexico settin’ on a log. Whipped a dozen Yankees and swallowed a yellow dog.”
 
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