The first love of my life, the original "White Horse, Chief" and my second love, "Blondy" abt 1953

 

 

Chief was the beginning of my life long love of horses and my little girl Blondy, for dogs.

 

We lived on a beautiful farm in the green hills of NE Oakland County Michigan, in a time when life was just right for the rearing of healthy, happy, children.....who had few toys but much imagination.

 

My heros were Dale Evans and Roy Rogers, Champ and Buttermilk or was it Buttercup? And to this day I own a Jeep, but I don't call it Nellie Bell.....maybe I should?

 

These were my friends and companions, being for 8 years the only child. If you've got good eyes and look real close you can see that Chief was a stallion.....even the horses were gentlemen then......

 

I thank god everyday of my life for putting such wonderful friends on this planet for all of us and only wish everyone could enjoy their faithful, patient and loyal love and in return treat them all with the respect and kindness they all most certainly deserve.

 

I've had many more horses and dogs since Chief and Blondy and will be happy to share my photos and memories with you as this wiki grows.

 

My favorite people were my grandparents who lived on this farm and who raised me for the most part......Grandfather told me once he was a Boomer, not quit sure what that meant but in his youth he rode the rails from Grove Center, Kentucky to the great American West before settling down with a family....he had many tales to tell. He sold Dussenburgs in Oregon, was a movie agent in California and a cowboy on Gov. Sweets ranch in Colorado and a mule skinner in the Kentucky coal mines. He is the one who always had horse flesh and dogs (always hunting dogs) in his life and introduced me to this additive love of horses......the sun rose and set on my grampa as far as I was concerned.

 

I learned my love of books from his wife, my loving grandmother, the long suffering good farm wife. A quite, gentle and hard working lady. There wasn't a thing that she couldn't do. I still have the meat saw she used to tear down the old farm house, mostly by herself! At least that's what she told me, and I never knew her to ever tell a lie. She could drive a tractor, sew a white shirt or party dress, can the most beautiful food I've ever seen, haul a horse trailer so I could go to 4-H meets and cook up a storm for 2 to 10 and never complain. Even though her only two children were both a great disappointment to her. She always had a kind word and a smile for everyone.

 

There is no heaven for me if they all aren't there.


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