In this episode, Jason shares the story behind a recent Facebook profile picture that sparked a surprising compliment: “The older you get, the more handsome you become.” That simple line stuck like a burr in his saddle and got him pondering the passage of time, the stories etched into a weathered face, and the common belief that people lose their looks as they get older. Jason challenges that idea, reminding listeners that aging doesn’t always mean fading — sometimes it means becoming more striking, more confident, and more authentic.
Homely Days, Handsome Nights
© 2025 Jason Curtman
A lady once told me, with a wink and a smile,
“Cowboy, you’re handsomer now than you were by a mile.”
It stopped me dead cold, like a bronc in mid‑stride,
And I pondered my past with a little lost pride.
Was I ugly back then, when my boots were still shiny?
When my jaw was all bony, my whiskers still tiny?
Did the girls see a scarecrow, in this gangly young pup,
And pray to the Lord that I wouldn’t ride up?
I recall those days awkward, all elbows and knees,
Hair like a haystack, teeth crooked as trees.
I’d stand with a comb
Right in front of the mirror,
And rub in some bees wax to look a bit dearer
But it was all useless,
Cause good looks I did lack,
I looked like some roadkill
Stuffed down in a sack.
But time’s got a trick, like a sly ol’ magician,
It sands down the rough with a patient precision.
Now wrinkles are badges, my grin’s weathered leather,
And somehow I’m better than I ever was… ever.
So I tip my hat kindly, and chuckle with grace,
Ugly was practice for this handsome old face.
The compliment’s sweet, but it leaves me amazed:
Was I truly that homely in my youthful days?
