Friends and colleagues joined me at the famous Rodeo Bar on Third avenue and 27th Street here in Manhattan last Sunday for free rodeo chow, beer and margaritas. A slide show of my work (the first time I’ve ever seen these photos projected to a height of eight feet tall) covered one wall. We ordered drinks from a bar in a double horse trailer, parked within what must have been log cabin walls – could the place have been more perfect for this? I had signed copies of the book on sale for holiday giving.
People from different avenues of my life met and mingled, and one asked me to get up and say a few words (like at the Strand bookstore on the third floor). I told the story of the project, and the story of this small town rodeo. People sat and talked, and ate, and sat and talked longer. We had enough great food left over to make goodie bags for those who stayed, and it felt right to sent friends out into Sunday’s cold weather with “vittles” for later on.
Thank you to all who came on Sunday, and all who bought copies of the book for friends and relatives. HAPPY HOLIDAYS!