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Monday, May 11, 2020

George originates a new rodeo event.


One might wonder how a cow had such a name as “Skid” bestowed upon it, but truth be told, it all began on the evening George went out to milk the cow. Every time George attempted to pull her into the milking stall, she held all one-thousand-plus pounds firm and would not move into the stall. After repeated attempts, the cow got tired of the fight and backed out of the barn. George wasn’t about to lose this battle and he grabbed a tight hold on her tail, twisted it around his wrist, and pulled as hard as he could. The cow, not liking the discomfort, took off on a run through the corral. George hung tight with his boot heels pressing into the wet muck. The boys gathered on the fence rails, laughing, heckling, and cheering, as George skidded—exhibiting perfect water-skiing form with manure flying out behind him. After circling the corral several times, the cow finally stopped running. More of a taunt to George than anything, the boys christened the cow “Skid” and her legacy still stands.

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