It's been 60 years or so, but I still remember that ginormous Tennessee Walking Horse.
We were at my Aunt Mackie's house on West 24th, back when that was wayyy out of town. I was maybe four or five, and probably about three feet tall.
The Tennessee Walker was the biggest thing I had ever seen. It probably stood 17 hands tall but looked as big as an elephant.
I remember having to look straight up to see my cousins in the saddle. I was awestruck. And then, it got even better. Somehow, I found myself in the saddle. Like John Wayne or something.
How I got there, I will never know. Maybe a helicopter was involved…