After The War, most of the surviving Cowboys retired.  Some of us went home, while others went out.  Some of us had no homes to return to, so we found or built new ones.  Some of us settled down on a world we controlled after The War.  Others found their home in space.  Wherever we’ve gone, I’ve had a simple request of the Cowboys.  Act well.  Make memories of our presence positive, so people look forward to the arrival of a Cowboy.  They have.