Those We Shall See Again...
"If I listen closely I can hear the rustle of Angels Wings and I know you are still with us"
The Meaning Behind the Name...
My Dad ~ Bobby Reynolds
Why the Lucky Lotto Name? No, it's not for my love of poker chips but it DOES have something to do with my love for my Dad. Growing up waiting on him to get off work at midnight, I would have my pony tied to the porch. We would ride until our rooster (Jimmy) crowed the next morning and that was our cue to unsaddle. I never outgrew that love of horses. As I grew into an adult, we continued riding almost every night. Spending countless hours in the round pen after work breaking horses. We raised a few colts the last several years. The last filly we raised, I was having trouble coming up with a really unique name for her. You had to know my Dad to know he played the lottery scratch off tickets all the time! And surprisingly, he won about 75% of the time including several wins of $500, $1000 and one big win of $25,000. Yes...we heard about that one ALL the time! When I got my registration papers back on my mare, I shared them with Dad. He grinned (similar to the one you see in these pictures) and asked me how I came up with my mare's name...BR Lucky Lotto. My response as I laughed was "BR for Bobby Reynolds and Lucky Lotto because if this mare wins us as much money as you've won scratching those darn lottery tickets, we will be JUST FINE!" About 6 months after that discussion my Dad gained his Heavenly Wings. My original partner Chancelee Edney and I had already scheduled a show and needed a name for it. She suggested to call it "Lucky Lotto Barrel Race" as a silent reminder that Dad was always with me. The race was a success except for the "whirlwind of an ending" we had. The last contestant was running as the tornado warnings started sounding! Needless to say the name stuck as everyone remembered that "Lucky Lotto race where the tornado came through." It may just be a name to some but the Lucky Lotto name will be a silent reminder of my Dad.......always.....
Coming into our family when I was 15 years old, my stepdad was not the typical evil stepdad. He supported me at whatever I did and cared for our family like we were his own. Always dressed to the T and was always trying to convince me that he taught George Strait how to dress....even tho I was never quite convinced ;o) His favorite saying when something went wrong was "Awghhhh heck! Anyone can do it that way!" In 2015, I was thankful to have him a part of the opening ceremonies leading the Angels thru to set the pattern for our race. This totally made his day! My Mom & Pop sponsored the "Fast Time" Buckle for our Angels race that year. Three days after that race in 2015, things changed when Pop gained his Heavenly Wings from an unexpected accident. Although he may not physically be with us, I know he continues that support thru God's little nudges. In return, Pop will be honored each year in a silent tribute by ordering the same exact buckle each year for the "Fast Time of the Weekend" in his memory. The same buckle he helped my mom pick out for our race. Be prepared if you are blessed to win the fast time buckle more than one year, you will be awarded the exact buckle. However, that same buckle has very special meaning behind it and I pray the recipient each year wears this buckle proudly!
The Supporter Forever....
My Stepdad - Charlie "Pop" Crownover
The Encourager & Motivator......
Charles Quinn
