Shane – Jack Schaefer

He rode into our valley in the summer of ’89.

He was the man who rode into our little valley out of the
heart of the great glowing West and when his work was done
rode back whence he had come and he was Shane.

About Nicholas J. Ordinans

Inkslinger and StoryTeller
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