|Photo from the Preakness site|
His jockey was scared of horses when he was a little boy so he would ride the donkeys in his village when his brother rode the horses. Now he races with a donkey on the back of his silks!
Here is a fact you probably don't know about me. My father would bring home the racing form from Jefferson Downs, the track that used to be located in what is now Lafrenier Park in Metairie, just outside of New Orleans. I would handicap the horses and place my bet using my allowance. then I would climb the tree in our back yard and listen to the races. My father would pay off (or take my allowance if I lost) from his pocket. I learned to read the papers and evaluate the horses and do the math early on.
I won big today when I picked up the mail. I saw the package stuffed into the box and groaned......not another round robing thing I have to get done......aughhhhhh!
But it was not. It was a package of marvelous stripes from PattyA in Ohio!
What a great spread of stripes! I see so much potential in this.
Thanks! I am in love!
Oh, and when Frank gets back, I will head into the sewing room and work on something until race time. Go Go Chrome!