"Kids would give their right arm to be able to ride these horses," - My dad, explaining to my brother and I that we loved horses.
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I grew up in a small town in Northwest Montana. I was lucky enough to live on the edge of a 45-acre meadow and be in a family that owned several horses. It was, and still is, an idyllic place to have yourself a childhood. All 9-year-old girls love horses. Unfortunately for my brother and I, neither of us were ever 9-year-old girls.
We didn’t really like horses. Mostly because horses equated to hours of involuntary labor. The juice was not worth the squeeze, as it were.
It’s worth noting that neither myself nor my brother ever asked to own horses. My dad is the horse person in the family. This was not a Christmas present we begged for. We just had them because my dad liked them. Our family did not run under democratic law. Continue reading “A Penny Per Rock- The Original Side Hustle of Rock Picking”
