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R.W. Hampton accepting his Wrangler Award. Photo: www.ownbey
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I've lived the kind of life most men have only dreamed of. I grew up in an urban setting in Texas, but the call of a horseback life in big country lured me out to the Canadian River breaks of the Texas Panhandle and Eastern New Mexico. It was there a green kid from town learned the trade of punchin' cows. During those carefree years I drifted anywhere the wind blew just to see what the country looked like on the other side of the divide. During my wild ramblings I know I was spared many times and survived many a horse wreck due to the fervent prayers of my folks back home. My life became strangely and miraculously intertwined with music. I went from sitting around the bunkhouse strumming my guitar and singing of an evening, to being asked occasionally to entertain for cattleman's balls and stock growers conventions. Before I knew it I was doing a prime time TV special, playing bit parts in Westerns and doing some stunt work along side the likes of Dick Farnsworth, Ben Johnson, Buck Taylor and Dave Cass, my boyhood heroes. I helped produce and starred in a play, I've won several industry awards and I've had as much fun singing under the stars by a campfire as I have with a full symphony orchestra. Music has put food on the table, horses in the barn and sent me to such far away places as Australia and Brazil. I was even fortunate enough to play on the Grand Ol' Opry, something I'd always dreamed of.
From cow camps to movie sets to recording studios and then back to the ranch, I've been richly blessed and yet there have been many challenges, disappointments, setbacks and sorrows on the trail I've traveled. I've experienced the trauma of a horrific car accident where my sister, along with three others perished because of the selfishness of a drunk driver. Three times now my life and health have been threatened by deadly Melanoma cancer. My greatest trial of all came when my family and home of 14 years were shattered by a divorce I did not want nor understand, and could not stop. Then came the challenges of single parenthood, learning to heal, learning to let go and to love again.
Now in what some would call the middle of life, I stand at the brink of a new tomorrow. God has sent me a new partner, Lisa, and over the past ten years we have been busy raising our five boys and a daughter on a place of our own. The trail of life has taken me from the mountain top to the dark valley and back again many times. Looking back, I know my Savior Jesus Christ has led me all the way. The words of this ol' song best sum up what I have tried to say. It was written by a blind woman of great faith.
All the way my Savior leads me;
What have I to ask beside?
Can I doubt His tender mercy,
Who through my life has been my guide?
Though my weary steps may falter
And my soul a thirst may be,
this my song thro' endless ages.
Jesus led me all the way.
This my song thro' endless ages.
Jesus led me all the way.
