• arclein
I was seven years old in 1965 and my big brother and I rode one of our grandparents' horses over to our uncles' farm. As we were coming out of the railroad tunnel the horse reared in fright and I fell off, landing on my back knocking the breath out of me. As I stared up at the sun, my brother kept saying "Did you see that?" as he tried to control the horse. When we arrived at
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