I often reminisce about my life and while I was going through some pictures I found the one I have posted above and it brought back alot of good memories and a few sad ones. Years ago I had a partner that was a horse trainer and sulky racer and as you can see from the photo above I happen to have been 1/3 owner of Libra O and I always got a kick that my name was always listed first. It made me feel very important.

I have always loved horses and rode some when I was younger. Sulky racing was a new experience for me and watching Bort train his horses gave me a great respect for the man, he is now racing horses in Heaven because he told me that is what he would be doing and I totally believe him. He was a good man and a good trainer and he always encouraged me to help, especially when he wanted the stalls mucked out.

We use to board the horses at the York fairgrounds for years until they decided they weren’t making enough money from the horsemen and they used the excuse that they were going to demolish the buildings because of the asbestos roofs so we moved them to Hanover. The horses were always a big draw for people and the kids loved to come over and pet them. Those buildings are still standing to this day and the asbestos still there.

At any rate Hanover was nice and the place we boarded them was perfect. Bort had quite a few horses that he owned and trained and even raced many of them until he crashed one time too many and had to have a back operation. We always raced them at the fairs around the area and Dover, Yonkers, Rosecroft and all over. I have a lot of great memories and it was always exciting especially when we won.

I also learned how to place bets and that was fun unless 50 million people wanted me to place bets for them at the track instead of going through the local bookie, but of course if they won the proper thing was to give me 10% for all the hassle. I always loved going to the winner circle and hated it when I had to work an miss a race like the one above. Libra was a great horse and so smart and she had lots of promise.

Libra O was a 2 year old and she got a virus so Bort called the Vet and she came over and gave Libra an antibiotic and Libra O got worse not better. She was allergic to the antibiotic and they didn’t catch it in time and she died and it broke my heart. I simply lost all interest in the rest of the horses and refused to go to any more races. It took me years to get over that, but seeing the picture made me remember the good times without the pain.