This page is dedicated to the memory of the great bull rider- Lane Frost
1987 World Champion
Lane Frost 1963- 1989
“Gone but not forgottenâ€
Lane was born on October 12, 1963, and lived his first 14 years in Utah before moving to Lane, Oklahoma in 1978. Lane always loved the rodeo and began with the Little Buckaroos Rodeo’s in 1974. From there he went on to accomplish great things in the rodeo circuit, until his death on July 30 th 1989 in Cheyenne Wyoming. Lane had just finished an 8 second ride on a bull named Taking Care of Business, when the bull spun around and came up behind Lane and hit him twice with his horns. The second hit proved fatal when it broke several of Lane’s ribs which severed a main artery. Lane died almost instantly. In August 1989 Lane's funeral was held at the First Baptist Church in Atoka, Oklahoma. Lane was laid to rest at Mount Olivet Cemetery in Hugo, Oklahoma. Near his good friend Freckles Brown.
Cowboy Is His Name
There's a hundred years of history
and a hundred before that
All gathered in the thinkin'
Goin' on beneath this hat.
The cold flame burns within him
'Til his skin's as cold as ice
And the dues he paid to get here
Are worth every sacrifice.
All the miles spend sleepy drivin'
All the money down the drain,
All the 'if I's' and 'nearly's,'
All the bandages and pain,
All the female tears left dryin',
All the fever and the fight
Are just a small down payment
On the ride he makes tonight.
It's guts and love and glory,
One mortal's chance at fame.
His legacy is rodeo
And cowboy is his name.