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  • Writer's pictureZeke

Earliest Memory of My Father

Updated: Apr 13, 2020

My earliest memory of my father is riding on his foot with his legs crossed. This was a play session of “Riding Horse.” I relate it to him 
riding a Tennessee walking horse, Applejack, almost daily in making the rounds on the farm. Horses are prevalent in my early memories 
since there were so many of them. I recall that at one time we had fourteen horses and that may not have included the pony, “Lightning”, 
that my bother and I had. Today in 2019, it is difficult to imagine that practically all of the motive power to farm 600 acres of Ky. 
farmland hills came from horses and human energy.
Tennessee Walking Horse

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