Only now, in my seventies, have I discovered the absolute joy of attending and photographing junior and "pee-wee" rodeos that so demonstrate this talented young author's message. To see a six-year-old bucked high off a small bull, hit the ground hard--then sometimes get trampled a bit--pause only long enough to regain the breath knocked …
Only now, in my seventies, have I discovered the absolute joy of attending and photographing junior and "pee-wee" rodeos that so demonstrate this talented young author's message. To see a six-year-old bucked high off a small bull, hit the ground hard--then sometimes get trampled a bit--pause only long enough to regain the breath knocked from him (sometimes her), then jump to his feet, jerk off his helmet and hold it high as he grins and "whoops!" at the cheering crowd...gives one hope for the resilience of young Americans.
Only now, in my seventies, have I discovered the absolute joy of attending and photographing junior and "pee-wee" rodeos that so demonstrate this talented young author's message. To see a six-year-old bucked high off a small bull, hit the ground hard--then sometimes get trampled a bit--pause only long enough to regain the breath knocked from him (sometimes her), then jump to his feet, jerk off his helmet and hold it high as he grins and "whoops!" at the cheering crowd...gives one hope for the resilience of young Americans.