January 16, 2014
Robert Redford was here tonight.
I didn’t seem to matter that I was wearing my Hamline sweats, baggy black sweater,
plaid scarf wrapped tightly around my throat, a becoming wool hat, and thick
socks with a hole in the heel. Bob demonstrated what an incredible Horse
Whisperer he is. Doesn’t matter that I do not have a horse, never did, and most
likely never will. I know, in another lifetime, when I do obtain a horse that
has been traumatized by a semi truck, I will call on his expertise. Drive from the
state of New York out to Montana, if I have to, with my sulky
disabled daughter in tow, trailer rattling along behind the vehicle. No money
has to change hands. We will fall in love and everyone will be the better for
it.
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