09-01-2011, 04:52 PM
sad. i remember a few years back when that idiot jives tried to make 'Brokeback Mountain' the movie, the root cause of all the evil in the world. if you don't remember jives, it's just as well.
i wonder what happened here. damn shame, the murdered guy sounds like one of the good guys.
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Tate Jensen was killed on Sunday by his friend, who later took his own life
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Jacob Milchak is said to have killed himself after shooting his friend
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A small town in Utah has been shocked by a mysterious murder-suicide involving two young cowboys.
Tate Jensen, 31, was shot dead on Sunday evening by 24-year-old Jacob Milchak, who then took his own life, police said.
Authorities are still trying to piece together what could have led a man with no previous felony convictions to kill his friend and then himself so suddenly.
The tragic shootings happened at a home near Price, in Utah, where the two, who were both unmarried, lived.
Mandy Bera Jessen was in the house at the time with Mr Jensen.
She said Mr Milchak approached the home and shot Mr Jensen through the window.
He allegedly then entered the home but she managed to escape to her car outside and call 911 before he found her.
Mr Jensen was raised on his family's cattle ranch and worked as a cowboy from a young age.
He was a past president of the Eastern Utah Cattle Growers Association and his parents, Butch and Jeanie Jensen, own a 10,000 acre ranch.
By Robert Kirby
The Salt Lake Tribune
I got to know Tate Jensen in a hailstorm two years ago. We were pushing a herd of cows into Range Creek when the sky suddenly went dark.
What started out as a flurry of ice pellets soon graduated into an avalanche of ball bearings. Everyone scrambled for rain slickers.
There’s very little shelter in Range Creek and none atop a horse. But we had a herd to move. We kept riding while the hail grew in size.
Suffering is an inescapable part of life. I get that. But when suffering involves me, I refuse to keep quiet about it.
Riding along in the slop of mud, manure, ice and torn leaves, I complained at length about cows, the weather and the grudge Mother Nature seemed to bear us.
Tate looked over at me. On his wet face was the same easy-going expression he wore when the sun was shining on it 10 minutes ago. “It can’t last forever,” he said.
He had a point. I’d never seen weather that lasted forever. Five minutes later the sun was out.
It was the first of many things I learned while pushing cows with Tate, including:
• Never feed another man’s working dog.
• You’ll always lose a fight with a mule.
• Bear poop is a good sign that it’s time to go the hell somewhere else.
But it was Tate’s common-sense observation about the weather that stuck with me. Some things simply cannot be reasoned with, so don’t bother.
From a life spent in the open, Tate had learned what some people never do: Everything in life is temporary, and when you have no say about it, the only thing you can do is put your head down and ride it out.
i wonder what happened here. damn shame, the murdered guy sounds like one of the good guys.
Tate Jensen was killed on Sunday by his friend, who later took his own life
Jacob Milchak is said to have killed himself after shooting his friend
A small town in Utah has been shocked by a mysterious murder-suicide involving two young cowboys.
Tate Jensen, 31, was shot dead on Sunday evening by 24-year-old Jacob Milchak, who then took his own life, police said.
Authorities are still trying to piece together what could have led a man with no previous felony convictions to kill his friend and then himself so suddenly.
The tragic shootings happened at a home near Price, in Utah, where the two, who were both unmarried, lived.
Mandy Bera Jessen was in the house at the time with Mr Jensen.
She said Mr Milchak approached the home and shot Mr Jensen through the window.
He allegedly then entered the home but she managed to escape to her car outside and call 911 before he found her.
Mr Jensen was raised on his family's cattle ranch and worked as a cowboy from a young age.
He was a past president of the Eastern Utah Cattle Growers Association and his parents, Butch and Jeanie Jensen, own a 10,000 acre ranch.
By Robert Kirby
The Salt Lake Tribune
I got to know Tate Jensen in a hailstorm two years ago. We were pushing a herd of cows into Range Creek when the sky suddenly went dark.
What started out as a flurry of ice pellets soon graduated into an avalanche of ball bearings. Everyone scrambled for rain slickers.
There’s very little shelter in Range Creek and none atop a horse. But we had a herd to move. We kept riding while the hail grew in size.
Suffering is an inescapable part of life. I get that. But when suffering involves me, I refuse to keep quiet about it.
Riding along in the slop of mud, manure, ice and torn leaves, I complained at length about cows, the weather and the grudge Mother Nature seemed to bear us.
Tate looked over at me. On his wet face was the same easy-going expression he wore when the sun was shining on it 10 minutes ago. “It can’t last forever,” he said.
He had a point. I’d never seen weather that lasted forever. Five minutes later the sun was out.
It was the first of many things I learned while pushing cows with Tate, including:
• Never feed another man’s working dog.
• You’ll always lose a fight with a mule.
• Bear poop is a good sign that it’s time to go the hell somewhere else.
But it was Tate’s common-sense observation about the weather that stuck with me. Some things simply cannot be reasoned with, so don’t bother.
From a life spent in the open, Tate had learned what some people never do: Everything in life is temporary, and when you have no say about it, the only thing you can do is put your head down and ride it out.
