Uncle Pete promises to show his nephew a good time

Dear Ben,

Hey there, kiddo! Just got wind of the email your mom sent you. Don’t let it ruffle your feathers too much.

You know how my older sister is – always thinking she’s the Cattle Queen of Montana! I swear, if there was a crown for that, she’d wear it to bed. But hey, her heart’s in the right place, even if she sometimes comes off as a bit of a snob.

Check out these photos from our family’s trips to the National Western Stock Show over the years. Man, you won’t believe some of the antics we got up to.

And about the Stock Show – I’ve got your back. I’ll make sure you get to do plenty of wild and crazy stuff. Why? Because I’m celebrating my D-I-V-O-R-C-E! That’s right, I’m officially a free man, and what better way to celebrate dumping a heifer than riding a filly?

So, chin up, Ben. We’re going to have a blast this year, just like the old days. I’ll make sure of it.

Yer Uncle Pete

Text and photo copyright © 2024 L.T. Hanlon. All content in this post is fiction.

I saw what you did, and I know who you are

Late on a snowy night, a young cowboy considers entering a business whose sign reads "Fort Dix - Men Only."

January 5, 1979

Dear Larry,

It has come to my notice that last Saturday night, you visited a certain private establishment. My knowledge of this is precise and substantiated with photographic evidence.

To ensure these pictures remain unseen by your family, I require $500 in cash within the next 24 hours.

Expect a message at your hotel tomorrow with further instructions.

Sincerely,

Someone who knows

Text and photo copyright © 2024 L.T. Hanlon. All content in this post is fiction.