Wednesday, January 12, 2011

and so goes my day...

Robbie with morning hair...
do you think oak will ever make a comeback?...
DH will not let me paint the entertainment center...
it's amish made and was a little expensive...
but when we get a flat screen...
it will have to go in one of the bedrooms...
sorting photos today...
my great grandparents and my grandma and her sisters...
my dad and uncles...
my grandfather's parents...
my great grandpa and me...
my dad in high school...
when my dad joined the Air Force, his dad sold Champ and wouldn't tell dad to who...
my dad's uncle Charlie found out where Champ was and when we were down there on vacation, he took dad to an old shed and said I have something for you...
it was dad's saddle...
he had kept it for him all that time...
I was 14...
and then he told dad that he had found Champ...
so on the way home we stopped by the farm he was living at...
we pulled up and he was right there in the pasture...
dad whistled and called his name and he came right to him...
it was an awesome moment...
the man came out and they talked and I rubbed his nose...
the man said he had been a good horse, and he was so old...
he had bought him a companion with the same color and stocking feet...
and Champs feed had to be ground...
they no longer rode him...
he was over 25 years old...
it had been 20 years since my dad had seen him...
but Champ knew him...
and dad was at peace with it...
knowing he had been loved and taken care of...
and my dad in the Air Force...

I'm having a really good day so far...
about nap time...
and it's so cold out...
the wind's blowing...
the snow is drifting...
and I'm not going out there!
have a fun day!

4 comments:

NanaDiana said...

Oh Tete- That story about your Dad and his horse brought tears to my eyes. How special that he was able to see him again...and that Champ knew him. Some things just transcend time, don't they? Hugs- Diana

Ann said...

love the old pictures...enjoy the story of Champ!

Donna said...

I love your family photos, Tete! And I love Robbie and his morning hair! What a little cutie pie!!

Shirley said...

What a great story about your Dad and Champ. I'm so glad he got to see him and that he was taken care of. Horses truly do remember. Satire's trainer came to see him a couple years ago, He hadn't seen him in 20 years! He called to Satire (we were in the arena) and Satire ran over to him and put his head on his chest. The man had tears in his eyes!