The theme for Sepia Saturday this week includes something to do with cowboys. Come on over, pahd-ner, and see what others have been thinking about (down at the bottom after you get to Sepia Saturday, click on anyone's name to see their posts) HERE
|Too bad this is in B & W, because my cowgirl outfit is red with white fringe. La la!|
|This may have been the only time we were allowed near the dam, for fear of being non-swimmers and taking a plunge.|
I don't know if any part of it was a working ranch, besides the nice cool inside, and the scary dam with the river...which we couldn't play around. I wish I had been befriended by someone who actually liked the outdoors, but all I remember is being inside where grownups had cocktails and played lots of cards. Missed opportunities...
Oh, the other thing having to do with cowboys in my life is my own contact with Roy Rogers. Since my name is also Rogers, when I went to the one and only rodeo I ever attended to see him, I yelled out, "I'm a Rogers too," when he was going around shaking hands. Guess I just wanted some recognition. His horse, as well as Dale Evans' horse, was so smart! So was I. But not as well trained.
|Lynne Roberts and Roy Rogers in Billy the Kid Returns, 1938|
|Roy Rogers (born Leonard Slye)|