I have the horse “gene”. Since the first time I cantered on a horse when I was seven years old (bay mare, Duchess, in the main arena at Tamarack Stables outside Washington, DC, more than (gasp!) fifty years ago), I knew there would always be horses in my life. My first horse was a palomino Quarter Horse mare that our family bought when I was nine, and she was my pride and joy. We spent count­less days riding the acres of pasture where she was boarded, and I was never happier than when I was in the saddle. We soon added a Tennessee Walking horse to the mix, and our entire family was able to take turns riding. It was wonderful, and I spent my childhood at the barn. (Source)

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