My night at the Met with the Iron Duke

Author(s)

Kaye Curren

Document Type

Blog

Publication Date

2-24-2020

Abstract

My husband, John, was a good ole boy. A cowboy. He called himself the Iron Duke. John had to leave his horses and his barn in upstate New York to peddle steel in the five boroughs. It was the '70s and gangs still ruled the city. New York in those days could reduce a horse wrangler to a blubbering baby. John would pound the steering wheel and cry when he lost his way on the one-way streets in Brooklyn. And cowboys don't cry.

Keywords

Erma Bombeck, humor writing, Erma Bombeck Writers' Workshop, University of Dayton

eCommons Citation

Curren, Kaye, "My night at the Met with the Iron Duke" (2020). Erma Bombeck Writers' Workshop Blog. 966.
https://ecommons.udayton.edu/ebww_blog/966