Monday, May 27, 2013

Memorial Day ... Remembering A Horse Lover


Note to reader: I posted this several years ago on Pure Florida, but I thought I would share it for new readers on this Memorial Day ...

He was a quiet kid who came to my class in mid-year and it took a while to get to know him. As the tall, shy, new guy he did not actively participate in my science class at first.
Then one day, I mentioned miniature horses in a discussion on genetics.
Pop!
His eyes lit up and he spoke!


It turned out that miniature horses were his family's business. His dad worked on a nearby, well-known mini-horse ranch and they lived on site.
He stayed after the bell rang and we talked about the tiny, trendy little horses. I learned a lot that day... about tiny horses and about "the new kid".
After that, he spoke up more in class and gradually become more comfortable in his new surroundings.
Somewhere, in the next year or so, his family moved again and I lost track of him...until the article in the paper.

Another local soldier had died in Iraq. He left behind a wife and child. The picture on the page, the name...they seemed familiar.
 I had to dig back in my memory. I had to dig all the way back to 1990 ...

It was him.

He was older, in his 30's, but the more I looked at the man in uniform, the more I remembered.

It's funny how the brain works. Once I realized that this was the "horse kid", the images and conversations with him came rushing back even though we had crossed paths so briefly and so long ago.


On this Memorial Day, I'm remembering a tall, quiet kid who loved tiny horses.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

I remember this story, fc. It brings tears to my eyes again.

Anonymous said...

Hey FC,

What Robin Andrea said. To the letter.

Patio

Dawn said...

Oh how sad, a little kid with the biggest heart.

Anonymous said...

A very poignant post. But how wonderful you knew him and have such nice memories of him. And made a difference in HIS life.
Momadness

Miz S said...

Oh man, I remember it too. Good one, FC. Here's to generations of men and women who have given their lives.

Julie Zickefoose said...

Missed this the first time around, Raymond. Thank you for bringing it back. A sober reminder that soldiers are just kids, taken from all walks of life, and too often never returning to those who love them. I won't see a miniature horse without thinking of him, too.

Julie Zickefoose said...

Missed this the first time around, Raymond. Thank you for bringing it back. A sober reminder that soldiers are just kids, taken from all walks of life, and too often never returning to those who love them. I won't see a miniature horse without thinking of him, too.

Anonymous said...

Thank you for remembering.