How Trent Became a Clown 2017-01-03T21:52:43+00:00

How Trent Became a Clown

 

Some kids are born into a rich family; I got lucky and was born into a Rodeo Clown family. I was blessed to learn from a man very good at his profession. However, when most dads are teaching their sons how to hit a baseball or throw a football, my dad was teaching me how to put on makeup????

I only had to work the arena for a few very terrifying years before I got my first Clown Barrel. It was the greatest thing in the world to think that I would never have to run from another 2,000 pound steak. That was until the first time I used the barrel and the bull charged it. He knocked it end over end with me inside, and I realized that the freedom of running away sounded pretty darn good at that point. But there is no escaping this bull version of a piñata. It was like going to six flags except the roller coaster was trying to get inside the cart with you. From that moment on I knew I wanted to be a barrel man.

Some folks think that I may be a bit crazy to do what I do for a living. I just enjoy helping others and making people laugh. If I can take those people who know what hard times are and give them two hours to relax, forget about their problems and enjoy themselves with quality family entertainment, then I feel like I’ve done my job. That is why after the rodeo has ended, I will always be found at the exits signing autographs and thanking everyone for coming out. I never forget that all of us in this profession could not do what we do if it wasn’t for the spectators and sponsors coming out to support us. I will never forget my fifth grade teacher telling me that acting like a clown would get me nowhere in life; I just wish she could see me now as I am traveling this great country, doing what I love.