Dusty Richards

If there was a Saturday early showing, Dusty was always there with Hoppy, Roy and Gene. He went to roundup at seven years of age, sat on a genuine stallion and watched them brand calves on the Peterson Ranch in a place named Othello, Washington. At the point when his family vacated to Arizona from the Midwest, at age 13, he knew he’d gone to paradise. His very own steed, farms to chip away at, rodeos to drive in, Dusty’s mom stressed all his development years he’d end up being some “old cattle rustler bum.”