People who consistently read this blog are not reading anything new. And I hope people realize that every horse in the Keeneland sale means a lot to someone somewhere. But the horses in Book 6 matter just as much as those in Book 1.
While they do not carry equal monetary values, horses in Book 6 are cared for just as much and have affected just as many lives. For example, in less than two years, Skype has impacted the lives of Sam Penn breeder , Frank Mitchell and his family who boarded her at their farm in Salvisa, Ky, Tom Evans and his team at Trackside Farm, my entire family and numerous friends that have come to see her throughout her life. And things have only just begun. Imagine how many people will be affected by Skype in her lifetime.
Well said, Travers. There will be graded stakes winners found in every book at Keeneland. Despite the difference in prices from Book 1 to Book 6, the difference in quality is not nearly so great. Best of luck to you and to Skype as you take the next steps along the journey … hopefully to racing stardom.
Comment by fmitchell07 — September 22, am Reply. Travers, I remember how excited I was when I sold my first yearling. He treated me well and enabled me to buy my first car. Of course, the year was ! I feel very blessed that you were the one to buy Sky and Skype from me as I have truly enjoyed meeting you and knowing you. Good luck on your maiden voyage!
Comment by Sam Penn — September 22, am Reply. If having dreams is what makes life tolerable then what makes life wonderful? I would say having dreams come true. I see many dreams coming true for you on the horizon. And not all of them involve horses.
Comment by Observer — September 22, am Reply. Travers, Jordan shared your blog with me and all i could think was how proud your parents must be and how fortunate you are to that your lifes work is something that you are so passionate about and love,not many can say that, truly a gift.
My parents have never done anything bad to anyone, but yet, they keep getting shit on. I have been trying to be nothing but a good person- volunteering, donating, being polite, respectful… all that bullshit… and where is it getting me?!? At the store today, a woman had 7 kids and looked like she was no older than She had kids holding kids and she pulls out a God damn EBT card.
Are you fucking kidding me?!? Please explain to me how bitches can have no job, but yet keep spreading their legs to have another child. And we wonder why our jails are overflowing? We live in a society where people expect shit to be just given to them. Go get a fucking job like every other hard working American, because welfare stops here. So all of these feelings boiled up from me starting my period- a week early. I go from a routine 32 day cycle and then mess it all up with clomid.
So then I had a 39 day cycle, 44 day cycle, and now 27 day cycle. So that means, if I ovulated when I really did, then I only have a 7 day luteal phase.
So basically, even if I do ever fertilize an egg, it has no shot in hell in implanting. The real kicker is that my cramps are awful. Forget all this eating healthy bullshit and not taking pain medicine because I want to not be full of unnatural things.
Now I know I have just lost my damn mind. I really just need to sleep. Jez has taken over my spot in the bed though and Matt is laying weird because of his arm. In a sad way, I will probably sleep better in there than in my own bed. But at this point in time, I think that is all I want to do.
I want to just lay and be with my cats who have unconditional love for me as long as I feed them. At first, I was really confused and had no idea. But then someone explained it to me. So technically, Sean my brother is a rainbow baby and the baby that I give birth to will be my rainbow baby.
There really is a term for everything. Since it is a. What time did you get up this morning? How do you like your steak? Well done. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? What is your favorite TV show? If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be? Ireland in the rolling hills overlooking a water source. It would look like one of those postcards and my neighbors would own a pub and always tell jokes and bring me leftovers. What did you have for breakfast? An apple 7. What is your favorite cuisine?
Mexican or Italian. What foods do you dislike? Favorite Place to Eat? Favorite dressing? Ranch all the way! What kind of vehicle do you drive? What are your favorite clothes? Sweatpant capris with a comfortable t-shirt usually my purple GVSU shirt. I basically love anything that is comfortable, loose, and is easy to upkeep. Where would you visit if you had the chance?
My parents and Sean Where would you want to retire? But in reality, just somewhere where I can relax and spend time with family or get away from people if I so choose. Favorite time of day? Evening about 5pm. My stress from my work day lifts and I get a quiet moment with my animals before making dinner and getting ready for bed. Where were you born? Warren, MI in a hospital… What is your favorite sport to watch? Baseball How many siblings? Who are you most curious about their responses to this?
No one really. Bird watcher? No, but I will sit on my porch and just watch birds if they are there. Are you a morning person or a night person? I should really look into teaching night school.
My perfect schedule would be afternoons. Do you have any pets? Oh yeah. Can you tell I adore cats? I am going back to school to get my second masters in either September or October, because I won some scholarships and grants. Hopefully I will have other exciting news to share within a few months. KMFX What did you want to be when you were little? I wanted to be many things. I sort of wish that I had stuck with this. I understand as an adult, that with the good must come the bad, but putting animals down is not always necessarily a bad thing.
Animals who have lived long lives, or ones that are suffering, you just give them the necessary tools to make their journey to heaven. I liked, even loved, many of my coworkers. We were like a family. It was a fun job at times, other times it was maddening, but we helped each other get through. I thought that what I was doing there was leading to a road of ten plus years of the same thing. I knew my growth potential had frozen.
During this time, my aunt Kathy, whom I had been very close with all my life, grew very ill, suffered for some time, then died. I never could have imagined the impact that would have on me. For the first time in years, I became at times inconsolably emotional. Aunt Kathy had big dreams for me all my life, but never forced them on me. They were more just general hopes and wants for my life. She encouraged me to go to college.
She encouraged me to spend a semester in Washington, D. Kathy always encouraged me to travel and try new foods and engage all different kinds of people. She was intelligent; a big brain with an even bigger heart. I joined this program because I thought it is what she would have wanted me to do. I wanted so badly to do something that would be my memorial to her. This program was supposed to afford me the opportunity to help those in need serve the poor, heal the sick, all that good stuff.
Unfortunately, it was nothing more than administrative work. Eventually, it all became too much.
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