One Nation, Under God
A couple of weeks ago, my family experienced their first rodeo together.
I was delivering papers to one of the local gas stations and saw a flyer in the window for a rough stock rodeo. I knew right then and there that it was time to go to a rodeo together.
I had taken my oldest son PJ to his first rodeo earlier this year in another town. Though he said that he enjoyed the event, it was a ranch rodeo and it was harder for him to understand.
With respect to the sport, I knew that he would enjoy a rough stock rodeo because of the action that transpires as a young cowboy tries to hold on to a bron...
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