Thanks Dave, for the kind welcome and links. Here's one more for my dad's 100th birthday. After his mother was widowed, she moved the family to Cheyenne, Wyoming, where at age 14 my dad began learning to be a cowboy on the Wyoming Hereford Ranch. He became a proficient quarter horse trainer and calf roper, which he kept up after he found full time work as a telephone lineman. Here he is at age 29, roping at the Las Vegas, New Mexico Rodeo in 1938. He was delighted when an old friend sent him this photo, 50 years later. It's the moment just before the brahma calf knows it's been roped. Dad's horse knows, and is doing half the work by sitting down to flip the calf. View full size.
Thanks Dave, for the kind welcome and links. Here's one more for my dad's 100th birthday. After his mother was widowed, she moved the family to Cheyenne, Wyoming, where at age 14 my dad began learning to be a cowboy on the Wyoming Hereford Ranch. He became a proficient quarter horse trainer and calf roper, which he kept up after he found full time work as a telephone lineman. Here he is at age 29, roping at the Las Vegas, New Mexico Rodeo in 1938. He was delighted when an old friend sent him this photo, 50 years later. It's the moment just before the brahma calf knows it's been roped. Dad's horse knows, and is doing half the work by sitting down to flip the calf. | Click image for Comments. | Home | Browse All Photos