Piggin strings and snail shoots used to be a part of my everyday life. The Rodeo clowns were a constant companion, and shooting a sheep sheep is one of my favorite things. I spent one year, nights and weekends on the PRCA trail with top rowers and riders from all over.
Originally from Pecos, Texas, a few years ago, the rodeo became synonymous with the American heritage of the wild west and its reputation is well earned. The competition involves unpaid athletes who need those prize dollars to keep going & # 39; down the road. & # 39;
As a spokesman for Adolph Coors, I lived on the road and attended one event a week. Peter Coors signed my check and his new passion was rodeo, so I'm sad. For forty-six weeks, I rode on horseback in professional rodeos all over the country – from Albany, New York to Poway, California.
Twelve cases of beer, Coors, of course, were delivered to my hotel room every day to give for "good will". The host hotels often booked me in the best rooms and renamed them Bridle Suite. Many times I have held press interviews in my salon.
One day we lined up at a rodeo in Rock Springs, Wyoming, to take a lap 8. Either Clay or Jake leaned in and said, "Lane's down at Cheyenne." By the time we finished our initial routine, Lane was dead.
Lane Frost was my friend in the rodeo. His last interview was with me in Santa Maria, California and I saw clips of that interview on the news over and over. Then they made the movie "8 Seconds" and he tried to do justice to his life.
The film did not touch on how deep the friendship between Lane and Tuff Hedeman is. I was with Tuff at the next rodeo in Fort Madison, Iowa, and he showed up, ready to ride and press tour. Tuff and I auctioned off for the benefit of some charity. We both had to dance with someone who gossiped at us. "How are you here anyway?" I asked him.
One month a year I did an alcohol awareness rally. The goal was to balance beer promotion with a fair warning of its danger. No print was booked and I was sent to Indian reservations – mostly to New Mexico and Arizona. One visit to the Navajo Reserve in Window Rock, Arizona, was enough to fully capture the impact of negative alcohol use on Native American people.
Thus, the lives of the natives were eliminated by ethanol alcohol because of the characteristic that they never consumed fire water & # 39; before the white man brought her from Europe. We brought strong drinks when we were developing and settling in territories that would later become fifty states. Evidence of alcohol harm is visible and far-reaching when a booking is made.
At a time when family events are rare, the rodeo still holds the attention of all ages. There are two types of competitors – riders and rowers – it's exciting to see a horse and rider compete as one in the arena. I will never forget the year I spent "going down the road" with all those proud horsemen and my brief exposure to the harm that the ethanol population inflicts on our Native American population.
For now, SherryD
Former Miss Coors Rodeo