Memory by G'Lenn
I loved to go horse or mule back riding especially with Bob. One year I rode in the Filer Wrangleretts. We practiced each week and rode in some of the parades around town. Bob was always glad to haul me and help me with Wally (a buckskin gelding). One evening (it was late) we were putting Wally in the pasture when something spooked him and he knocked me down and ran right over me. Bob was so scared I was hurt that he helped me up and held me tight for some time. I was mostly scared and my legs were very wobbly. But luckily the horse never stepped on me. Thanks Bob for all the protection you gave me and all the wonderful horse rides.
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