Saturday, February 13, 2010

I got the hang of it in no time.

1 comment:

  1. You are one lucky kid! By age 9, I probably had gone to the riding stables once, maybe twice. All the old horse wanted to do was go back to the barn.

    Roy Rogers and Triger reigned as the heroes of the day, and riding a horse was considered the pinnacle of adventure for a kid that age. Only, the rider needed a Stetson instead of a helmet.

    Googe Roy Roger, Triger and Stetson to expand on my childhood.