Scott Terry (1)

Forget the cowboy romance hero, forget the strong and silent type, forget Marlboro Man and co, Scott M. Terry is too harsh and vivid to be romantic, but nevertheless he is an hero. Yes, he has bitter in his mouth and he needs to spit it out, not with violence, more with vengeance, another way to cure himself from his past, to soothe his scars, to be able to appreciate even more the good life he has now. It would be nice, and pink glasses perspective, to say that he smoothened everything in his life, with all his relatives, that he was able to find peace and agreement with his own sister and his parents, but that is not truth; the reality is that, due to strong religious belief, he is basically lost to most of them, where most includes the one who is really important, his sister Sissy. How can Mr Terry not condone the religion that has basically stolen his sister from him? So yes, the spite is justifiable, even right from his point of view. And it’s not that if he looks around things are better, if even from “friends” he receives messages on the trend of “love the sinner, hate the sin”.

What is the most surprising, but also comforting achievement for this man is that he was able to find a balance in his private life, a loving companion, someone with whom he can share his life, to whom he can give his love, and receiving back. It’s amazing that from a childhood like the one he had, he was able to grow into a man still capable of giving, but that is why I find it comforting, the knowledge that he is not alone, that hopefully he will never be alone again, that the little child shivering on a cold winter is gone, and now there is a man who can turn in his bed at his Oakland home and embrace the love of his life.

These memoirs are really a flow of remembrances, and as that, not always have a logical flow; reading them, we know that Mr Terry is now in a long-term relationship, that he is probably happy, that he was able to share this happiness with his grandmother, but we don’t really have a full perception of his life in a couple. I suppose the simple reason is that, these memoirs are not about him and his partner, but about him and his family, his relationship with them and religion; above all his relationship with his father, and the ultimately, and regretfully conclusion that he didn’t match the hero images that a little boy has of cowboys. Cowboys, Armageddon, and The Truth, Mr Terry will touch all points highlighted in the title, deeply, and for the romantic reader like me, you will have find splashes of memories about a four, important, point: love.

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