OldDog/NewTricks
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Indians and Firemen’s Rodeo in San Jose
It was the San Jose Firemen’s’ Rodeo – the infield was full of 1000’s of Indians and Teepees’. I had already worked a 10-hour shift as a Lt. Mounted Deputy Sheriff working the Rodeo. We were at the barns unsaddling when I got a radio call from the on Grounds Sheriff’s Office.
Lt. Heck reported that the Indians had run the two Deputies working their encampment off. It was said that through my Rodeo Life I knew most of the Indians. The SO had to have someone in the Indian Camp – would I and someone else work an all-nighter there?
I had a County jeep and County radio so Gene and I set out to find the Chief – now I know a little about Indians and like the ones I know but 1 or 2 white-men have little chance keeping order with 1000 of Indians that have been drinking, So the Chief (a Friend) and I came to an understanding – His Security would keep order – if they didn’t it would be my ass that would hang.
That done Gene and I soon got radio permission to go Code 8 (eat) – it being 8PM we donned sweaters over our uniform tops and headed for the “Red Barn”, the local Cowboy Hang Out on the West Coast in those days, for an hour or so we drank and Partied our dinner time away.
About 9:20PM Captain P came buy the Rodeo Grounds to relive us so we could eat Dinner. ☺
Back to the Red Barn we met 5 gals from Boston – they had their droughts when we told they we were guarding the Indians at the Rodeo.
On our next trip to the Barn we brought Buckskin Jim and an Indian in Feathers and a Loin Cloth we knew from Frontier Village. When we had to leave again the girl said they would bring our friends back to the rodeo grounds so we left them at the Red Barn.
One blonde was tangled up with the Indian by the time they got back to the Grounds. Four of us ended-up in the Indians Teepee witch had wall-to-wall Bearskin Rugs and Pillows. All night long the Blonde keep saying
“I’ll be dammed – a F______ Indian
In the morning I was leaning on the jeep with my friend when the blonde climbed out of the teepee – Looked at us and said
“They’ll never believe me in Boston – in a F______ teepee yet!”
It was the San Jose Firemen’s’ Rodeo – the infield was full of 1000’s of Indians and Teepees’. I had already worked a 10-hour shift as a Lt. Mounted Deputy Sheriff working the Rodeo. We were at the barns unsaddling when I got a radio call from the on Grounds Sheriff’s Office.
Lt. Heck reported that the Indians had run the two Deputies working their encampment off. It was said that through my Rodeo Life I knew most of the Indians. The SO had to have someone in the Indian Camp – would I and someone else work an all-nighter there?
I had a County jeep and County radio so Gene and I set out to find the Chief – now I know a little about Indians and like the ones I know but 1 or 2 white-men have little chance keeping order with 1000 of Indians that have been drinking, So the Chief (a Friend) and I came to an understanding – His Security would keep order – if they didn’t it would be my ass that would hang.
That done Gene and I soon got radio permission to go Code 8 (eat) – it being 8PM we donned sweaters over our uniform tops and headed for the “Red Barn”, the local Cowboy Hang Out on the West Coast in those days, for an hour or so we drank and Partied our dinner time away.
About 9:20PM Captain P came buy the Rodeo Grounds to relive us so we could eat Dinner. ☺
Back to the Red Barn we met 5 gals from Boston – they had their droughts when we told they we were guarding the Indians at the Rodeo.
On our next trip to the Barn we brought Buckskin Jim and an Indian in Feathers and a Loin Cloth we knew from Frontier Village. When we had to leave again the girl said they would bring our friends back to the rodeo grounds so we left them at the Red Barn.
One blonde was tangled up with the Indian by the time they got back to the Grounds. Four of us ended-up in the Indians Teepee witch had wall-to-wall Bearskin Rugs and Pillows. All night long the Blonde keep saying
“I’ll be dammed – a F______ Indian
In the morning I was leaning on the jeep with my friend when the blonde climbed out of the teepee – Looked at us and said
“They’ll never believe me in Boston – in a F______ teepee yet!”