Soapweed
Well-known member
American Legion color guard at the parade
Early day fire-fighting rig
Good looking team of horses pulling another fire-fighting wagon
The driver of this Fort Robinson team worked for my dad back in 1962. He now wears a patch over one eye. While moving to a new ranch job many years ago, he dropped his suitcase down a flight of stairs. A .22 pistol in the suitcase went off, and the bullet ricocheted up and down the stairway eventually putting out the cowboy's eye. He tried a glass eye for awhile, but settled on just covering it with a patch. Jim was one of my heros in those days. :wink: He didn't own a vehicle at the time, so rode his horse "Red" eight miles to town on Saturday nights. You could set your watch by his Saturday night ritual. As the clock struck midnight, he and his girlfriend would ride ol' Red double down Main Street, singing Wolverton Mountain at the top of their slightly enebriated lungs.
Collecting candy is my game
Colorful turn-out
The steam engine is coming
Getting closer
A pretty big powerful machine in its day
A delightful couple. He is a long-time cutting horse enthusiast, and she is a very good western artist.
Another fine gentleman and genuine cowboy artist
At the Fort Robinson Playhouse
At the rodeo
Big crowd on hand
And out of chute number two.......
Horse-1, Cowboy-0
Better get out of the road
Little kids ready to try to grab ribbons off of three calves' tails
And they are off, and the ribbons are off
