My first appearance on earth was July 16th nineteen hundred and something. (Clowns have no age). It was the "Greatest show in Albany, New York". Actually, the planet as we know it was never the same.

It took me 5 years to learn to walk. I received my first pair of clown shoes at the age of 1 and 1/2. It took awhile to master the walk and the shoes at the same time. Now I cover a great deal of ground.

The smell of grease paint and make-up became a part of me after I tried to paint a serious picture and realized the paint looked better on me than on the canvas. Thus the creation of ROWDY began. I love the wild, wild west, all that hooping and hollering, ride-em, rope-em stuff, after I thought about it I realized, "That's me!" So the 10 gallon or more, hat, blue jean pants, flaming red hair and very authentic western clown boots adorn the ROWDY character on the outside.

ROWDY from the inside chooses to fight the dark evils of sadness with laughter, a bad vibe with a positive outlook, and the down and out feelings with joy. I like to leave my mark of fun and laughter on anyone I come in contact with. Rope your Dreams!