Flying in from Denver just after dawn I had the feeling that I just might pass far an ol cowhand coming in from the sky The feeling didnt last past the first real cowboy in the luggage hall of Phoenix airport He was wearing a sweatstained Ishirt needed a shave and was hoisting a dirty canvas bag off the conveyer belt when he caught sight of my brand new cowboy boots He slowly raised one eyebrow and moved off out of the door without looking back