Okay, I survived, Jon Brandon survived, and the bull survived. I was a wreck all night long. I did feel better when I noticed he was wearing a vest and helmet. I did okay until I seen him go over the chute. Then it hit me, he was going through with it. All I can remember is when the chute opened I went over the gate. Yeah, like i could stop that 1300 lb bull. I honestly think if he had got hurt I would have to. That was the longest 3 seconds of my life. He says that he is going to ride again next weekend. Gesh, my nerves are shoot. I did give him my buckeye that was my grandfathers and told him that Daddy Jack will be with you all the way . Thank you Lord, and Daddy Jack for taking care of him.
Woke up this morning to a beautiful morning but cold. Went to church and then came home . Lamar has been making hay trips . He bought some round bales of hay and moving them home. Today has turned out to be bright and sunny with a high of 50. Think I hear spring tiptoeing .
Sunday, February 11, 2007
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OH, the things are boys put us through! Hang in there, mama!
Laura, I'm glad it wasn't any longer than three seconds...and that he was okay! Eight seconds is a lot longer than folks think it is when you're watching your kid on the back of a bull...
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