{"id":15991,"date":"2021-05-05T00:30:20","date_gmt":"2021-05-05T00:30:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/?p=15991"},"modified":"2021-05-04T20:00:30","modified_gmt":"2021-05-04T20:00:30","slug":"two-count-auctioneer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/2021\/05\/05\/two-count-auctioneer\/","title":{"rendered":"Two Count Auctioneer"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Bryce Angell<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

On Tuesdays, while growing up, we\u2019d head to the cattle sale. I\u2019d sit next to my father, back behind the cable rail.<\/p>\n

And being young and curious, like boys at eight years old, I quickly learned the breed of cows while they were being sold.<\/p>\n

I soon discovered black and whites were dairy in their make. And steers with bawley faces soon would be a T-bone steak.<\/p>\n

But most of all the time I spent while at the cattle sale, was listening to the auctioneers. Their voice could sing a tale.<\/p>\n

No auctioneer would sound the same. They rattled out their style. My mind would wander from the cows. Just listening was worthwhile.<\/p>\n

I could not rightly figure how they auctioneered so fast. And hollered out the numbers, not a one to be outclassed.<\/p>\n

Well, that was sixty years ago, still vivid in my brain. To be an auctioneer might yet be something to attain.<\/p>\n

So, I opened up the Internet and watched a video. The auctioneer was rattling and now I know I\u2019m too danged slow.<\/p>\n

\u2018Cuz I couldn\u2019t wrap my tongue around my worn-out crooked teeth. My doubt was taking over, causing me some disbelief.<\/p>\n

But then I found an auction chant just right for this old kid. It goes, \u201cI\u2019m bid one dollar, now two, now two dollar bid.\u201d<\/p>\n

I practiced that one-liner for a week or maybe two. And came to realize I\u2019m introducing something new.<\/p>\n

My family won\u2019t believe their ears. An auctioneer I\u2019ll be. Who knows, I might be famous. I\u2019ll sign autographs for free!<\/p>\n

So, if you need an auctioneer who only counts to two. Then, pardner, I\u2019m your man. I\u2019ll auctioneer until I\u2019m blue.<\/p>\n


\n\u2014 Bryce Angell<\/b><\/p>\n

Bryce Angell<\/i><\/b> – The outdoors has always been a large part of my life. My father was an outfitter and guide for 35 years and I was there to shoe and care for the horses and help him do the cooking. We took many great trips into the Yellowstone area. Even now that I\u2019m older, we still ride into the Tetons, Yellowstone and surrounding areas. My poems are mostly of personal experience. I am now retired and enjoying life to the fullest. I plan to do more riding and writing.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

On Tuesdays, while growing up, we\u2019d head to the cattle sale. I\u2019d sit next to my father, back behind the cable rail. And being young and curious, like boys at eight years old, I quickly learned the breed of cows while they were being sold. I soon discovered black and whites were dairy in their […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"tdm_status":"","tdm_grid_status":"","_pvb_checkbox_block_on_post":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[160,2],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-15991","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-cowboy-poetry","7":"category-commentary"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15991","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=15991"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15991\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15994,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15991\/revisions\/15994"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=15991"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=15991"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=15991"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}