Naw, they don't go to real rodeos like Ellensburg.  What you did see FH was several of my distant cousins. I couldn't identify any of them because I have never met them or even know all the related names. Two of my great uncles left Texas in the late 1800s, one settled in Arizona, and the other in Washington. They were both big-time ranchers and part of the bunch that started the rodeos in those areas. They each had about 15 children, mostly girls. Several cousins in regional rodeo Halls of Fame. Somehow none of my family history or my own, made me anything other than a small-time cattle raiser and now a former one with a worn-out body living on the outskirts of town.

Big rodeo names have never impressed me, especially now that they are trained in rodeo schools and more athletes than ranch hands.  Recently on another site, one that took his internet first name from old Williams last name posted a photo of himself with Dee Pickett out in front of the National Hall of Fame induction ceremony building 2003. My comment is well I don't have any paid-for posed photo of me with Dee, but back in the 1980s when he was roping at local rodeos, I and friends shot the breeze with him and friends before rodeo time.  I was even wearing my made in the USA high waist jeans with the big W on the back pockets.

Had I been wearing my made in the USA bareback high waist riding and roping rodeo Rocky jeans, I might be known today as Mrs. Pickett despite me being 5 years older. SIGH!

I did come very close to marrying a famous rodeo all-star Hall of Fame cowboy once, very very close! Yes, I did! I asked him and he said NO!!! OK, that was a joke from my former ranch comedy routine that I always threw in with my failed cowboy poetry.