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| Probably a birthday party at Linda's house, 1971 | Sharon and Al 1971 | Cindy and I, 1971 | |
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| Funny thing about these horse, or should I say my horse? This horsing adventure took place the day before I had to register for high school as a freshman. That shouldn't be too tough, right? I mean, after all, I have a few hours on horse back and think I know how to ride. It was a beautiful day and we are out in the fields galloping along. We come into the yard and just as we are ready to ride across the gravel drive my horse decides to put on the breaks. He stops Not just a slow leisurely stop but a full out dead stop. Of course physics being what they are, we all know that an object in motion and all that stuff. I don't stop. I go sailing over the horses head and skid across the gravel drive on my chin. Ouch! I actually considered wearing a paper bag over my head the next day. | |||
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| Ginger, one of my many Chihuahuas, 1971 | With a little makeup and nice pout, I was able to hide the scraped up chin from my adventure on the horse. | ||
| Raymond 1925 | Julia Ellen Myers 1930-1933 | ||
