"No animals were harmed during the filming of this production" American Humane Association 1980 Across the screen a cowboy rides the plain. We watched. He stops. I bounced on grandma's knee. An arrow flies. His horse rears up in pain and falls and dies. I cried. She laughed at me. Now, tell me did her German cousin chide the Nazi's rise or praise it out of fear? And did my father's mother's cousin hide a slave or own one? Now the choice seems clear. At five I knew injustice. Didn't you? (At every age we think we know it all) Which thoughtless act we do without a clue will bring us shame-- our grandchildren appall? Those innocent but wise may show us how to be tomorrow's honored hero now.