My dad was a horse guy-started riding when he was15 exercising rich folks horses at barns around Winnipeg. Even bought “Shorty” from a barn owner. Dad’s best stories were horse stories. His youngest brother was mentally disabled & they were each other’s heroes. When Dad retired, he combined these two loves into 20 years of volunteering with the riding for the disabled. Tonight his only granddaughter is at a run thru for the fall cohort of young riders, volunteering as a leader. He’d be proud.

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Just cuz I loved both my folks, here’s my Mom’s sloppy joe recipe ready to feed the masses (well best girl and hubs and I anyway). You may see the similarities between the two photos of my folks and why my parents were so good together 😁

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