When my Mom was little it was her dream to have a horse. Pretend led her to the Midwest as Annie Oakley, braking the legs off her porcelain toy horses as she galloped off to the sunset across the living room carpet. Her cowgirl heart won my Dad's over drafting tables at the design firm they met at in Boston, MA. Years later after their twins turned 7, my Dad did the kindest thing, He made my Mom's dream come true.
Bostonian, an Arabian in youthful dark gray, joined our family in 1985. Boston and I grew up together and at the age of 35, he took his last blade of grass and bid farewell.
He will be sorely missed and was greatly loved every day of his life.