Angel Flights & Family Meetings

Dear Friends, One of my quasi hobbies is riding horses with my sweet wife. No, I’m no cowboy, but Barb likes to ride horses and I like being with Barb. So, a while back on a Sunday after church, I had the bright idea to say, “let’s go to the state park and ride.” It was a beautiful afternoon… Did I Say That I Wasn’t A Cowboy? I didn’t realize the first time you ride these horses after they have been locked up all winter, they can be a little wild! And they were a bit frisky, but all seemed well… until we were going up a new trail that we had not been on, that’s when it all fell apart… I said I wasn’t a cowboy, right? My horse took one giant leap to the right, and with a hard hit, old Brad ended up unceremoniously, in the dirt. This Crazy Thing Took Off Like he was on FIRE. This also spooked Barb’s horse. She id her best to stay on but was finally dismounted, much more ceremoniously than I was. I’m told, most of the time, when horses throw t...