The McManamy Name

Grandpa Joe and me on my baptism

When I was little I used to hear my grandpa Joe talk about the family in NYC and how he was born there. When he was a few months old his father passed away.  Grandpa Joe lived with his older sister, Anna and their mother for a short time in Brooklyn after his father passed. She ran a boarding house on 412 Clermont Street in Brooklyn to support them.  Before then the three brothers had a corner grocery and tea store.

148th 8th Ave. New York City

James Hand, also of Ireland, heard the widow McManamy was raising two children in NYC, so he came back to NYC, having moved to Ellensburg, WA, and started farming, to ask her hand in marriage.  They had known each other in Ireland before coming at different times to America.  She said yes and that is how the McManamy family moved out west to the great state of Washington. 

My grandpa made many trips to NYC growing up and knew the family as well as could be expected living across the country from each other.  I have managed to collect most of the pictures from my Grandma Mary, before she passed away, of his visits to NYC and Washington DC both alone and when they went together.  Grandpa used to want a long layover in NYC on their way to Europe so he could visit the cemetery and family.  I have always loved NYC, from the first time I stepped off a plane on a layover in 1992, to our most recent trip there in July.  Piper is the same way, which makes me happy since her middle name, McManamy, was given to her to carry on this side of the family. 

The Stern side of the family is the only ones I have met that are on the East Coast, actually living on Long Island and working in NYC.  Mildred McManamy Stern was an older 1st cousin of my grandpa and her family visited Ellensburg in the 60's.  I have many pictures from a trip in 1939 of my grandpa and Mildred and her family and other members all gathered around the living room, piano and touring the city.  I think Grandpa Joe was there to attend the World's Fair.  I have quite a bit of paraphenalia from that trip. That trip was just prior to my grandpa marrying my grandma, the former Mary Oechsner of Ellensburg.  They had almost 50 years together before Grandpa Joe passed away in October of 1988.  During the trip in 1939 my grandpa visited his fathers grave in Queens.  Until a few months ago I had no idea where it was, just this picture.

I was able to finally find some old papers I had missed that listed the church they all attended, my grandpa was baptized in, others like Thomas W. and Mary (his wife) had funerals in.  It was and still is St. Francis Xavier on West 16th Street in New York City.  It makes sense, back in the early 1900's it was a huge Irish area and the grocery store was around there as well.  We were able to visit this old beautiful church and this is what it looks like today.   Piper and I said a prayer there for the family, walked around and admired the recent restoration of the church.  We look forward to going back and attending mass there some time.

When I found the papers, the picture of my grandpa at the headstone in the cemetery and other pictures of the grocery store I realized all along I wanted to find the headstone and see where our family was buried. Luckily there was enough on the headstone to read that I could apply for a death certificate and find the correct cemetery.  I had it narrowed down to Calvary but which one, there are four areas started in the early 1800's.  Imagine how happy I was to receive the death certificate of my great uncle Thomas and call Calvary to get the location! 3rd Calvary in Queens off of 52nd street, section 22 range 16 plot C 8 and 9.  It turns out Mary McManamy (Mary was very popular among Irish Catholics, still is) owns 10 and 11 but there is no headstone there and no one buried there.  Another mystery for another time.  Here is the youngest 'McManamy' at the cemetery where a part of her family is buried.  She made a little wood cross and put it up next to the large stone one.  Here I am in almost the same spot as my grandpa in 1939. 

Three years ago we met Zach and Terrie Stern for dinner in the city, it seems like it is time to again, now that we've found a little bit more of our family history.  I think it is important to hold onto the past so you know where you've come from. I know I am from Ellensburg, WA but I wouldn't have started there had it not been for my great grandparents coming over with a dream like so many other Irish immigrants and landing in NYC.  Now my daughter, Piper, will have know that a little piece of her is in NYC too.  No wonder she calls it 'our favorite city'.   

A Chiropractor for Bulls?

I know it sounds odd but bucking bulls (and race horses, barrel racing horses, etc) are athletes and even they can get their back and hips out of whack.  Enter Lewayne Hames, a chiropractor who works not just on people but on large animals especially bulls and horses.  When you start researching Chiropractors you will find that most chiropractors that work on large animals like horses and bucking bulls really started out on people and the bulk of their clients still walk with two legs, have opposing thumbs and speak. 

The definition of a chiropractors duties is this:  Chiropractors adjust spinal column and other articulations of the body to correct abnormalities of the human body believed to be caused by interference with the nervous system. Examine patient to determine nature and extent of disorder. Manipulate spine or other involved area. May utilize supplementary measures, such as exercise, rest, water, light, heat, and nutritional therapy.

 Well, guess what that is about the same thing Lewayne did to two of the bucking bulls at the ranch that day.  Talk about lucking into something completely different and unexpected! I think I peppered poor Lewayne with more questions, comments and 'can I take your picture' than I did anyone else on the ranch that week.  He was more than happy to answer any and all questions I had.  He also came with a unique set of tools to work on the bulls.

Unlike horses, smaller animals and people that you can manipulate with your hands, a bull is so much bigger and stronger that you need a little extra help.  See the mallets he uses? They are weighted so the white one is the lightest and thus it acts as the 'middleman' between the bulls hip, back or spine and the harder heavier mallet that applies the pressure.  What is amazing is as he is manipulating the bulls they have will have some of the same reactions people do.  When he was working on Strawboss he got the adjustment just right and not only did the bull burp loudly but you guessed it he let out some gas as well.  As soon as Strawboss was let out in the arena he was like a different bull.  His gait was normal and he was more level.  Just like people he needed a little rest to let the swelling and pain he'd been experiencing go away but as I type this he is getting ready to buck off another cowboy. 

In fact Strawboss felt so good when Doctor Lewayne was done he took a run at the bull fighter in residence, Dillon Bruce!

 

Channel Kat

Loading in the chute to buck

While visiting my bulls at Rawson Ranch I was fortunate enough to see many bulls buck on Wednesday night.  One was mine, Channel Kat.  He is a nice big healthy 2 year old and he's easy to spot with his black and white freckled face.  Once you see his face you know it's him.  There are a lot of black and white bulls but it's his freckles that let you know it's him. 

Channel Kat is named after my old USS swim club in the Tri Cities.  Tri City Channel Cats, and the Tri Cities are made up of Kennewick, Richland and Pasco.  Great times living there in the summers and with those memories of good swimming and good friends I made, I bestowed this name on one of my first few bulls in the company. 

He is tough and I had kind of just looked over him for Commander B and Easy E, but really this guy is good and in the field he rolls with a crew at all times.  It is kind of funny.  It's like they have very different personalities; Commander B is fine alone or with others but this guy he is never alone.

See here he is behind who I think of as the ring leader, the slightly smaller white bull with the black socks.  But...once Channel Kat got in the chute and had even the light 2 pound remote control on him he was raring to go. 

That said, he has potential and he is going to be big.  I am really excited for him and his future with Daisy's Bucking Bulls.   I know I have posted this on facebook but here he is bucking on the Wednesday night I was there visiting.  They will bring him and his 2 year old field buddies in every week or so this summer to get them practicing loading, bucking and even exiting the arena. 

Commander B

This is probably my most promising bull, Commander B, named after my husband Retired Commander Brad Buswell, USN.  Apparently he is a bit of a fighter and I love that in a bull, but he somehow managed to pull a back hip/leg muscle about a week before I got there.  Thus, I didn't get to see him buck, but I did get to spend some time watching him and seeing him walk around.  I will say that every day his walking improved, he is quite agile on three legs and is still happy to mix it up with another bull given the chance.  I love that he is such a fighter. I can't wait to see him come out of the chute with an unsuspecting cowboy on him and watch him buck!!

He is beautiful, and his coat is smooth and shiny and he might be a little skinnier at the moment, due to his injury, but he is going to be one tough bull.  He, like all the 2 year olds on Rawson Ranch just have literally, some growing up to do and weight to put on in this next year.

Not much else to say, for now about Commander B. I am just happy Morgan, Dillon and Mike take such good care of him and he got the vet care he needed. Here is a video I made of him walking and moving around the field. Every day he is getting stronger and soon he will be in the chutes again practicing his bucking and showing just how 'rank' he is.

Meeting My Bulls, Part 1



Yep, I took it while driving down the highway crossing into Texas from Louisiana after flying into Shreveport, LA.  

After a year of talking about my bulls and only looking at pictures and videos of them, I finally made it to East Texas and saw them in person.  I was also able to see where they were learning their craft of bucking off cowboys and meet the people I am entrusting their care in.  In addition,  I was able to just watch them for three days, and see how big they have gotten this past year and how much more growing they have to do in the next year.  Mike Rawson is a very experienced rancher and bull/stock contractor.  He's had a lot of success in both the Championship Bull Riding (CBR) and the Professional Bull Riders (PBR) with his bulls, and in partnering with others.  He is proactive in the care of the bulls and is not only looking back at what his bulls have done and how they got that success but also looking ahead and watching his own herd of yearlings develop. He has a field full of potential 2 year olds that are mixed in with my two as well.  I feel like Commander B and Channel Kat are in a really good place.  Mike isn't doing it alone though, he has Dillon Bruce living on the ranch handling the day to day feedings, maintenance and care of the bulls and the ranch.  Dillon, like any typical young gun wears more than one hat; he is also a professional bull fighter and rodeo clown. 

All in a days work for Dillon Bruce at Rawson Ranch.

These photos were taken all in one day and at then end of that day, we brought many of the 2 year olds into the pens in the arena. The bulls then got practice loading in the chutes, having a 2 pound remote controlled dummy strapped on their backs and then let them go in the arena to see what they would do.  At the end of the night, the clown in Dillon was starting to come out.  (keep in mind it was a mild 90 degrees or so that day and a bit of humidity too and by the time I took this last picture it was around 10 pm).  Before I go any further, what's the old saying? Behind every sucessful man is a woman doing just as much work?  Eh, something like that, and thus, meet Morgan.  She is the 'bull wisperer' at the ranch.  She is so good with Commander B and I really enjoyed not only getting to know her and spending an afternoon shopping with her but it gave me peace to know she was there too.  I felt like she could give my bulls some nurturing that I can't from this far away and you can tell, she really cares about not only my two but all the animals there. 


Morgan feeding Commander B
and giving him some TLC.

What started out as just a trip to meet my bulls and find out how they were progressing ended up with me making new friends and having a couple relaxing days in East Texas just watching my two boys and wondering what the next year will bring for them.

Locks of Love

Before

Piper spent 11 months growing her hair out so she could donate 10 inches to Locks of Love.  We finally decided her hair was long enough last week and after she wore it up in a ponytail for the school Sock Hop we went to see Joey at Salon Prive. 

Joey consulting with me while he
cuts Piper's hair.

Joey gave Piper her first hair cut when she was 11 months old.  She cried and cried at him so much I thought he was going to be afraid of kids for life! He spent the next 6 years sending home a lollipop with Brad or me after our hair cuts just so Piper would trust him.  Thus, other than our favorite hairstylist on the West Coast, Jaymes Cady (Jaymes Place, Ellensburg, WA., check him out he's wonderful) who else to cut her hair for Locks of Love than Joey?

Joey did a fantastic job and when we were done I told him I wanted my hair cut just like Piper's! Miss Piper is quite pleased with her new style and is happy she could donate to such a wonderful cause.  She has also informed her dad and I that she is growing her hair out again to donate next summer.  Piper is one of three girls in her Daisy troop to donate this year.

After, super cute!

 Here is the website if you want to look into growing and donating your own hair, www.locksoflove.com

Daisy's Bucking Bulls

I know many of you have heard about my newest adventure but I finally have video to share with everyone.  This is what I hope is the beginning of a long, and fingers crossed, profitable adventure into bucking bulls and rodeo stock.  Daisy's Bucking Bulls has long been talked about, tossed around and ideas put on the table, but until our 10 year anniversary did it really start to happen.  I was given this, a choice between the traditional diamond (in my case an upgrade of my solitaire) or 3 bucking bulls bred by our good friend, Justin McKee at his ranch in Oklahoma.  I picked the bulls and Daisy's Bucking Bulls was finally a reality. 

Easy E...did not make the cut

It has been a few months and the bulls are down in Texas, outside of Carthage, with a trainer who has had some good results in the past.  He is a really nice guy and I plan to go there this spring and finally see the little guys in person.  That said, after the inital bucking with a remote control 2 pound dummy on their backs, only two have made the cut.  Poor Easy E, he turned out to be quite the pet and would come out of the chute and chase the cowboys around to be petted.  They even sadle broke him to carry grain so his career is a non starter. 

Channel Kat out of a daughter of Splat Kat
and sired by Werewolf.

I decided to name the bulls after swimming events, places and people if I could, Easy E was named after my college swim coach, Earl Ellis.  Earl was NEVER easy but we gave him that nickname one summer during our Washington Swimming summer practices.  I guess Easy E didn't figure that out. The next two bulls show A LOT of promise, Channel Kat is named after my USS swim team that I trained with in the summers, the Tri City Channel Cats, in Richland, WA.  This Channel Kat seems pretty good, here is a picture of him. 

Commander B out daughter of
Hot Shot and sired by Mossy
Oak Break up.

Finally, even though I wanted to keep it all in the swimming family to tie in my love of rodeo with my love of swimming, I thought this guy should be named after the guy who helped give me my dream, so the third bull is named Commander B.  Turns out Commander B is the rankest of the bunch and as you can see in the video he has quite a kick in the air.   He even looks a little mean doesn't he?

Finally, I have video of Comander B and Channel Kat to share as well.  The first is Commander B. 

Here is Channel Kat: