Wednesday, July 01, 2015

Mt, Olivet #2


Posted by Buckles at 7/01/2015 11:44:00 AM

1 comments:

Roger Smith said...

My great friend. He came out of Mexico from Circo Bell, and arrived on the Jungleland parking lot, dead broke, living in his car, trying to sell his boots so he could eat. I showed him the sofa in the dressing room, and pointed out the rest rooms. He got on, and soon worked into cat acts on our Big Stage. We used to swap out on who worked the lion act and who worked the tigers. One day, he was gone, joining out once again with Carson & Barnes. He had been wise to depart before the Compound closed, leaving the rest of us with nothing. Just days before he died, I'd been trying to track him down for jackpots by phone. Okie was a circus man in the purest sense, and a friend never to be forgotten.

01 July, 2015 17:54

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