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SageTalk, LLC
406.855.8384

610 South 44th Street West
Billings, MT 59106

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The mental image of a “Cowboy Poet & Philadelphia Lawyer” is one of ostensible contradiction. Yet, these four words are a reminder to me that life is best experienced on a spectrum. Think of a sphere and then imagine the axis lines holding it symmetrical from the inside, out. Like the four points of a compass — as far as the East is from the West — opposite ends of the axis lines are required for balance.

Growth occurs when we push the artificial limit of where the internal axis lines end — at the edge of who we currently are. As we stretch the boundaries, the result is a greater sphere of influence for the benefit of many. These spectrums of life stretch to infinity — if we have the courage to let our minds become open to the vastness of the universe and the unlimited potential of each individual.

The cornerstones of my heritage are “Spurs” and “Books“. What rowels are to spurs — vowels are to words. They are the jingle of rhythm and points of meaning.

Cowboy is a man of action and defender of principle. The introspection of a Poet tends to cast a soft and gentle hue. Philadelphia is symbolic of friendship and brotherly love. When those attributes are absent in a relationship, a Lawyer uses the rules of the game to discover the facts, and just the facts, ma’am!

The self-proclaimed label of “Cowboy Poet” is to honor the importance of heroes and the power of words. As a kid, I wore a fancy, tied-down, two-gun rig, to duel with the bad guys. Now, I rely on the proverb, “Truly, the pen is mightier than the sword.

The title of “Philadelphia Lawyer” was given by my dad when I was about ten years old. We were unloading sacks of cow salt out of the pickup into the granary one evening and I was doing my twenty questions routine. Evidently, I lost track of the number and it had been a long day for Dad. In exasperation and with a smile, he declared, “Kim, you ask so many questions, I’m sure you’re going to grow up to be a Philadelphia lawyer!”

He didn’t miss the mark by much. When it comes to putting together the conference room deals of our society, attorneys and CPAs are usually sitting side by side.