tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259872.post5955069480775673030..comments2023-05-06T08:04:15.273-05:00Comments on My Brother, The Thief: Brian Vinsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17221972114141282402noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259872.post-37627123162161202042007-09-03T12:36:00.000-05:002007-09-03T12:36:00.000-05:00I grew up on a horse ranch in Northern New Mexico....I grew up on a horse ranch in Northern New Mexico. I've been riding before I could even walk and even I have a healthy respect for the power of a horse. Not scared but definitely never casual. People who are casual get hurt. <BR/><BR/>I was in the military for five years and used to run but quit when I got out. How would you recommend an out-of-shape old lady to get back into the game?Rev.Dulcehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01018834786777232585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259872.post-29921033714786187322007-08-30T09:27:00.000-05:002007-08-30T09:27:00.000-05:00A little, healthy fear is OK! Me too.How very swe...A little, healthy fear is OK! Me too.<BR/><BR/>How very sweet of that child to encourage you! And nice to hear that you are new "Brian" and not Rev.Big Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17786931043984915517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259872.post-52079385693502964422007-08-29T10:06:00.000-05:002007-08-29T10:06:00.000-05:00Deep dark secret: I'm a little scared of real hors...Deep dark secret: I'm a little scared of real horses too, if I'm not on the other side of the fence from them. Sometimes before I got pregnant with Mark I was assigned to work "Agriculture" in 1886 at the Prairie, and I would have to lead a horse in for grooming and feeding and such, and she (the horse) ALWAYS knew who was in charge (NOT me) and did stuff like walking me into the wall and scooting over to the side of the stall and leaving me trapped. <BR/>And when we were in the pasture scooping up poo, I got nervous when they headed my way...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com