“...she was the last cowboy, all romance and failure. The world was changing, and her kind didn't have anywhere to go. Being a beacon of hope for lesser people is a lonely business.”
The road from here to there is rocky, there’s no way around but through. Where we come from is who we are, but we choose every day who we become. My family is not perfect, but they made me who I am, and gave me chances they never had. My future whatever it is, is our shared legacy.