When Two Worlds Collide
Back in the mid ‘60s several of us had entered the rodeo at Las Vegas, New Mexico, my hometown. The Las Vegas “Roughriders” arena was a classic big post, plank , & bullwire structure with the bucking chutes along one side and a large, wooden, covered grandstand on the other, reminiscent of its glory in earlier decades when the Roughriders Reunion was one of the big rodeos, but now the home for a just a minor amateur show. We were high school kids and had been travelling so