So many will miss Mason Coggin, who passed on in November, 2000. He was quick on the draw with a greeting, a smile, sometimes a joke, and, most likely, a poem. If you knew him, he called you a friend, and when he did, you knew he meant it. He was a talented reciter of the works of respected mine and ranch poets. It's a sad day for Trail Dust.
All riders bow their heads and sit hatless in the rain That streams along our weatherbeaten faces.
We say a quiet prayer from grief and deep appreciation For one who rode among us and made our lives better and brighter For having ridden there 'long side us for awhile. He was a true gentleman in every respect, and was a typical example of one who lived the true cowboy code. Jimmi Naylor wrote much of the poetry that her husband performed. At a rodeo sometime back, The night wuz hot and clear. From out of nowhere that I saw This young lady did appear.