Several months after opening the education center on Blackmon Ranch, it became a satellite campus for the local university. Bleek felt grateful for the outpouring of support from the community and more importantly from the students who enrolled, especially Black kids. Several Black kids said they had no idea Black cowboys or ranches existed.
Anastasia found him staring from his office window at the campus and walked up, placing her arms around him from behind.
"You did a thing here Mr. Blackmon."
"We did a thing Mrs. Blackmon, I couldn't have done this without you." Bleek responded. He turned to face her, pulling her closer.
"It's wonderful. Mom is so thrilled to volunteer as is dad."
"They are both wonderful. MamaSage is all business and PopJoey is funny and the kids love him."
"That's them. At some point I want to teach-something." Anastasia said, looking up at Bleek. His eyes held hers.
"Whenever you're ready. How's BB4?"
Anastasia was working four full days now that their son was almost one and walking. She hired a part time attorney for Fridays and any time she needed to take off. BB4 was with the caretaker half time and Sage the other half.
"He's good. I was going to bring him with me but he fell asleep before I could. He walks all day...this morning he was with dad so there's no telling where they were."
"I love that for him. Are you about ready?" Bleek asked.
"I am. Let's go home."
He took her hand and they walked across the lawn to get their son.
