Yes, that's the footnoteMaven on her steady steed. From the picture you can tell I am not a cowgirl, but a farm girl. We had no lovely ponies to ride. This was our "E Ticket." Dad used this horse to plow and it wasn't a horse that would get away from you. While he worked he'd thrown we little ones on and we would sit there for hours, going nowhere; just spending time with Dad and our imagination.
My imagination leaned heavily toward westerns. I was never the damsel in distress. I was the hero or the villain of the piece depending on my mood. I had a Cisco Kid black double holster cap pistol set with a black hat and vest. They were silver guns that fired strip caps that made a popping noise and smelled like sulfur. No sissy set of guns for me.
The Cisco Kid was the first program I saw on television. My parents didn't buy a television until I was twelve. I attribute my love of reading and vivid imagination to a lack of the captivating television in my formative years.
The Cisco Kid was a half-hour western television series starring Duncan Renaldo as The Cisco Kid, and Leo Carrillo as the jovial sidekick, Pancho. Technically, Cisco and Pancho were desperadoes, wanted for unknown crimes. They were the western version of Robin Hood assisting the downtrodden when law enforcement officers proved corrupt or unwilling to help.
The Kid was the product of O. Henry's The Caballero's Way. "The Cisco Kid had killed six men in more or less fair scrimmages, had murdered twice as many (mostly Mexicans), and had winged a larger number whom he modestly forbore to count. Therefore a woman loved him. " My kind of reading.
As you can see, I had my own sidekick, my own Pancho, little sister Biblio. The men we killed and the cattle we drove. Yes, give me a pony/horse and a gun. Now that's real adventure.
Maven On Horse. Photograph. 1952. Privately held by the footnoteMaven, Preston, Washington. 2008.
Maven and Biblio On Horse. Photograph. 1952. Privately held by the footnoteMaven, Preston, Washington. 2008.