1961 fall works, my first trip out with the wagon. When they
roped out the horses that morning I called for "Woody the Rocker." In
fact, I called for Woody every morning. My entire string was comprised
of Woody! Woody was tough as oak lol, you could ride him all day, every
day. I was quite a ways from acquiring "super puncher' status at this
point, I'd forgot my hat that morning lol. Damn, that's kinda
embarrassing! But as my ole amigo Mack Ainsworth used to say; 'the
West wasn't won in a day. It took all most a week. And there was some
overtime involved!" I don't know that there are many cowkid ponies of
Woody's caliber today. My amigo Casey McGlaun
still raises a few, but they are not common in todays world. A big
thanks to my compadres Justin Johnson and Dino Cornay for talking me
into doing this. It brought back lots of good memories. In the words of
Jim Stafford, I got to trip and never leave the farm lol
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More evidence of how important Woody the Rocker was. A boy needs his pony.
Lotsa folks wonder what became of Stewart’s first horse, Woody the Rocker. With every year that has passed, ol’ Woody has gotten a little smaller. Here’s a new photo. Another decade or two, he might be gone all together. Happy trails, Woody the Rocker. You never bowed up once, even during intense episodes of Captain Kangaroo. You were a good ‘un.
Stewart Williamson when woody was not available you could always make do with snoopy...
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