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VINTAGRAPH • WPA • WWII • FLY CANADIAN PACIFIC, c. 1950s

A Cowboy Named Sue: 1968

A Cowboy Named Sue: 1968

My cousins Sue and Dean playing cowboys during 1968 in the basement of their home in West Bend, Wisconsin. I get the impression that when this photo was snapped the subjects were having a discussion as to why Sue couldn’t be the one riding the horse. View full size.

They must have made of BUNCH of those bucking horses

Why yes sir, I had one of those horses as well. 1955 or so would be the date I was given mine. More than one or two injuries on mine as well, those springs could bite the snot out of a guy if you were not real careful, especially if you were trying to mark your horse out as it came out of the gate. I would guess there are WAY too many liability issues now days for a toy like that. A rambunctious kid goes flying off and cracks his head and wham bam thank you mam you got a hundred thousand dollar law suit on your hands. Such a shame.

I wear the scar

Agh! So sorry I'm late posting on this. I (born 1966) had a toy horse much like that one and to this day have a quarter-inch scar below my lower lip from being thrown.

Brings back fond memories.

Memories of My Sister

I just wish I could find my old photos and show all of you how much that little girl looks like my sister at that age. She was so much into cowboys. Her doll buggy was a stagecoach and she used to run up and down the sidewalk with it yelling "YeeHaaaa". She had the pistol and holster set too. One time she and one of her neighborhood playmates "robbed" the local postoffice.They were about 4-5 years old, at the time. She has had horses most of her life and still lives in the country where she can enjoy life without living in a big city. I will keep looking for those pictures.

Now, THERE'S a painful memory

We had a horse very similar to that one. My bare leg got too close to the coiled spring and it gave me a bloody pinch I'll never forget. Wouldn't ride it after that. I liked my Beany and Cecil toys better - they wouldn't draw blood!

Rode hard and put away wet

My horse was in perfect shape until it met my step-brother (like most of my toys). Apart from having been thrown out my bedroom window (Geronimo!!!), it was jumped on from his dresser ("Diver McGee jumps again! Geronimo!", and dragged out into the rain. Poor thing's legs broke off, finally.

Dead Horse

I had a similar horse in the early '50s. I rode her so hard she had to be put down. I mourned the day she was shot.

I May be Getting Old

You know you're getting up there when you see one of your very own childhood toys on Shorpy. I had completely forgotten about it but seeing the photos brought back a vivid memory of the unique noise the thing made when someone was on it and the pain of getting the fleshy part of my hand stuck in the springs.

The toy was eventually relegated to the porch because it was very noisy. I remember sitting on it while listening to my Mickey Mouse shaped transistor radio (which I'm sure will be appearing on Shorpy any day now). The last time I saw it, it had been outside for many years and the plastic was bleached from the sun. It hurt a little to see it like that.

I'll say it again... I really like these mid-century plus photos that appear here from time to time (even if they make me feel like an antique sometimes).

I have that horse too

Mine is in the basement. Somewhere along the line he spit out the bit and bridle, but is otherwise intact. A well made toy by any standards, although we did occasionally pinch our hands in the springs.

Draw? I can't even lift the gun!

What a gorgeous photo. The look on Sue's face, and the size of the six-shooter at her hip just make this image. Wonderful memories for her and her brother.

LOL

The cowpoke on the left is so dang funny. Good Lord I bet she could twist her Dad around her finger. My mom told me that I used to portray myself as a sheriff similiarly. She would ask me where had I hidden the loot? I would respond: "In the washinachine!"

I'm takin you in Ringo

Ma says it's time for lunch.

I have that same horse!

I rode him for hours at a time. I wonder whatever happened to him? Gotta go and call my mom. I have some hard questions to ask.

Fantastic Picture

And I think she's "calling b. s." on his explanation!

Ya know,

It looks as if Norman Rockwell could have taken this photo. Wonderful.

 
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