I suppose you’ve learned over the years that I like kids and horses. I grew up in a family that liked kids and horses. We would trim horses up and go to the races in Kenmare, or the Fourth of July parade in Berthold. We went to play days in Stanley or Blaisdell. You learned to saddle up and check cows after school and to leave a horse tied up during calving. You learned that you had chores to do in the morning and in the evening. And you had chores to do tomorrow. And the next day. And the day after that.

You learned to pull your toes back when saddling because that darn Shetland...

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