My friend , the poet Ann McGarrell, wrote a letter to the editor of her local paper in Vermont about mavericks. It struck a chord with me so I looked through my archives and have posted it with images I think illustrate her text well.
To the Valley News Forum:
As a reader whose childhood was spent in the American Southwest and whose father was a cattleman, I am alarmed at the possibility of a “maverick” president. In my experience, mavericks – wild unbranded cattle – are irredeemably ill-tempered feral creatures, so traumatized by life that they are dangerous to those around them. They are usually culled from the herd and end up as dog food.- Ann McGarrell