The parades were a blast. Somewhere I have a picture of me on Lord Byron, waiting in the parking lot behind the movie theatre for the parade to start.
Carol Wilson's mother was my 3rd grade teacher, and I vaguely remember Toby. Gincy, on the other hand, was my hero then. Loved watching her school Sari in hand, teaching her Piaffe and passage, Do you remember Mighty Mite, Diabolo?
Sunnyfield was the place of my introduction to dressage. My sister lessoned there when Karen MacIntosh was preparing for the Olympics. Sis rode with Fritz Stecken, I believe. I remember all the Lippizaners there.
Love reading all the memories on this thread!