Small Town Rodeo

I have always loved going to Rodeos. The smaller, the better. I remember piling up in trucks with friends and heading out on a warm summer night to Walter Hall park or the Strawberry Festival to go and watch the small town rodeos and bull bashes.

I remember our way-to-starched Rockies that took 30 minutes per pair to get 'just right'. Remind me why we wore those again? Oh and those Justin boots that were covered in manure from the barn got all polished up. Choosing which showmanship buckle I wanted to wear that night. Wishing I had a fake id. Ahhh the memories. They were good ones.



Well this Rodeo we attended in this little town was very small. It was pretty obvious to us that Rodeos were not a common event around these parts. For one, it was only the 4th annual. The announcer was so proud that last year, over the 2 day span they had 1,500 people.


The last thing that really caught my eye was that when the "Star Spangled Banner" was sung over the intercom, I could count the number of people (There were probably 400 or so there) who held their hands over there hearts and nobody was singing. That really made me wonder. Surely people around these parts go to sporting events and certainly some said/say the Pledge and sing "Star Spangled Banner" in school, no?


Anyways, the rodeo was entertaining. The clown was pretty funny, participants were fun to watch and we helped out 4H students by buying the tickets. It was a fun night.