Celebrating the man who shaped myself and my siblings in so many, many ways. Here, I post a photo that I didn’t know existed until my niece sent it to me. I had never seem my father on a horse.
My mother rode I knew and got all of us to at least try it. I rode until allergies sent me to the tennis courts. But my father? So here he is on my mother’s favorite mare for all posterity. Do they celebrate in heaven? I hope so.