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Memoir

Memoir

Beware the Horse Girl

Not long ago, I stumbled upon an article about how women with horses should be avoided at all costs. There are multiple like this particular…

2 months ago

Memoir

The Land We Live On

Much of my life with horses has been defined by the dirt in my fingernails and the hay bits in my socks. It is a…

2 months ago

Memoir

Ghosts

Recently, my travels took me down a suburban country road that brought back an unexpected flood of memories—and mixed feelings. In my other life, I’m…

3 months ago

Memoir

Tales of a Working Student

My first boss was a middle-aged man from Munich. With the charred end of a cigarette hanging from his mouth, he’d regale anyone willing to…

6 months ago

Memoir

Horse Show Guy 3.0

To recap… In version 1.0, I was a horse show parent, helping to get tack, clothes and equipment ready and in the place where it…

1 year ago

Memoir

Dear Back On Track,

My darling, I’ve gotten hurt before. My past is littered with traumas. I healed, but that old pain lingered. I ached. There was a shadow…

2 years ago

Memoir

A Horseman Remembers 9/11

Like most everyone else on the morning of September 11, 2001, I can clearly remember exactly where I was and who I was talking to…

2 years ago

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A Day at the Beach

The Special Prom is a favorite service project for students at Notre Dame High School in Lawrence, New Jersey. Challenged individuals attend. Students serve dinner…

2 years ago

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A Ribbon for Mary

Many of us have had to deal with a spouse or significant other in planning the allocation of time, money and resources to our equestrian…

2 years ago

Memoir

The Horse Trailer with Billy John

Our friend Walter has a horse carriage business which services wedding, festivals and parades. A few days before Memorial Day weekend, he called and asked…

2 years ago

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Why I’ll Never Forget My Roots

Equestrian sport is not known for being particularly humble. In fact, I would say most people would consider it a somewhat elitist past-time, at least…

2 years ago

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Riding High: An Accidental Rider Adventure

As an exchange student, I looked forward to watching Shakespearean plays at Stratford-upon-Avon, making new friends and traveling to other countries. I knew attending college…

2 years ago

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Looking Back at Pony Club

I was 12 years old, in 1966. My horse was Hootenanny, a 16 hand Belgium/Cross, golden chestnut with a blonde mane and tail. He had a…

2 years ago

Memoir

My Brother’s Suicide

As a regular, horse-crazy teenage girl, nothing in my life had really shaken me until April 2nd of 2016. I was away that weekend, showing…

2 years ago