WRITINGS AND PHOTOGRAPHS FROM A SMALL COMMUNITY IN WESTERN NEW YORK
I grew up in Berwyn, which is the next town over (think a half mile away) and when we were children we would run around eating cotton candy and lemon sticks (think lemon candy sticks stuck in a lemon - baha) until we became ill. I did have a friend show one year, and woman on my team had a daughter show this year in the lead line class (OK I just now had to ask her what it was called). Thing is, if I got on a horse now, I fear there would be a calamity. So sad.
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