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As a first grader, I watched a movie featuring a white stallion named Thunderhead. With a six-year-old’s wisdom I informed my parents that I was going to find a horse just like him!

Every month or so a local horse trader named “Honest to Pete” Thomas (I swear) stopped by our family’s Fernwood Stables to show my parents his latest sale crop. During one of his visits, “Honest to Pete” brought along a blue-eyed, white horse that I just knew was my horse from the movies. The “white stallion” I so desired turned out to be a completely ruined mare but she was christened Thunderhead nonetheless.

Due to parent’s love for their daughter, Thunderhead became the first horse that I could truly call my own.

Due to parent’s love for their daughter, Thunderhead became the first horse that I could truly call my own. We grew to be great friends as I rode her around the corral at Fernwood. Shortly thereafter I watched another film that would forever change my life. Elizabeth Taylor and National Velvet captured my imagination and the idea of jumping a horse completely fascinated me. If Liz Taylor could do it, so could I. Soon Thunderhead and I were attempting to learn to jump without instruction of any sort. More often than not, I wound up on the other side of the jump but Thunderhead did not. Unintended results never deterred me from getting back on and trying again…. and again.thunderhead_2.jpg

Thunderhead eventually joined the hack string as well. I continued to learn the skills required to maintain a horse properly and discovered how difficult it is to keep a white horse white! My “white stallion” went on to enjoy many years taking tourists on treks through the Pocono Mountains.
 
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