I do! I had the buckstitched saddle/bridle, the Tom Thumb bit and striped saddle blanket. Pants were worn inside the boots. I looked like such a dork in those days, lol! The manes were shaved and quarter horse tails were to be just above the hock....short, like our stirrups! Long/low and slow was already starting to win in the pleasure classes. The days when you went to the show for the whole 5 days and slept in the stalls next door. The best time of all was when the show ended for the day, the public left and we had the place to ourselves. The life behind the scenes was like a family gathering...old friends, good times and tons of good memories. You could enter your horse into any class you wanted. I rode a horse called Lucky Wimpey, who had Wimpey P-1 on her papers, no less. We did everything. Western Equitation, Pleasure, Reining, English Equitation and Hunter/Jumper classes. All you needed was the entry fee, no restrictions. The horse trailer weighed a ton before it was loaded and Dad pulled it with a Chevy Nova. Ah! the smell of frying onions in the Midway!