I was 5 years old when Cheyenne premiered in 1955. My parents and I were glued to the screen every week. Clint Walker was a mountain of a man. He was 6'6" tall with broad shoulders, big chest and a tapered waist that made him look like an Adonis like figure. He had the Hollywood good looks that were rivaled by few in any western. His character could be rough when necessary, quick on the draw and yet gentle, kind and forthright in other situations. His moral compass never wavered, as he always did the right thing in life, despite the perils in front of him from others who were only concerned with themselves and person gain. Cheyenne was polite to women, kind to children and a great role model for many in life. His character was a drifter for the most part by design as he explored the west and held a variety of jobs: Marshall, deputy sheriff, cattle foreman, military scout, mapmaker, wagon train guide, to name a few. I have been watching reruns of Cheyenne for the past year and it brought back memories of why I loved the show during my youth. I was also tickled to find out that Clint Walker turned 89 in 2016, as to me he is a western icon and a gentle and kind human being.