My birthday is in June, so it was probably in May, and I was still 11! Young enough to think the ONLY love in my life would be a horse.My birthday is in June, so it was probably in May, and I was still 11! Young enough to think the ONLY love in my life would be a horse. I fell in love with horses so long ago, I can't even remember when it happened. Novels and picture books, photos and paint-by-numbers, stuffed and carved -- my room and my mind were full of horses! My family didn't have horses, but the family living down the road had a small horse ranch. Their youngest son was Brad and he was a senior in high school at the time. I was still in elementary school, but we rode the same bus to the huge district school complex and I walked past their house on the way to the bus stop. Sometimes, since we were the only two kids at that bus stop, Brad would let me walk with him, but he never talked very much and he'd never stop to let me visit with the horses along the fence. I'd given names to several of them and they would come when I called. Finally, it must have dawned on him that I really did like horses. It was the last month of school for the year and the weather was much warmer than usual. |