I got Amy, my very first horse (and Abby's look alike) on February 28, 1971.
I had been saving my babysitting money (at the rate of fifty cents an hour) for a very long time, keeping it in this envelope. I used the money to buy my first saddle, which I still have out in Tim's tack room. (My parents were kind enough to foot the bill for Amy's purchase.)
I only had a couple of riding lessons prior to getting Amy and for the most part am a self taught horsewoman.
Freebie books at the local farm store on horse training and care?
Yes, please! Home with me they came, and I pored over them, trying to learn everything that I could.They were advertising materials, but still useful to me in my quest to learn all that I could.
Then there was the so-called Beery School of Horsemanship.
Somehow I got on their mailing list and I got mail at least once a month, trying to get me to buy their programs and products.Even though I was twelve, I had a pretty good idea that "Professor Beery" was really just a money making sham and tossed his materials in the trash. (I was actually surprised to find that I had saved one.)
Tucked into my live horse memorabilia was a ribbon from an early photo show that I had won. We used to be pretty creative in making awards back then!
Tomorrow I will show some more things from my early horse owning days.









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