Sunday, January 28, 2007

Horses and Homefolk


We see these horses most every day on the was to and from work. As Sean over at the Pecor Family can tell you this is horse country. We stopped by to see our friend, Diane, who has several horses they have rescued from unfortunate situations. Her daughter, Tia (called Toothpick) greeted us and there was great excitement. They had, the night before, purchased a Arabian thoroughbred for $30. The poor fella had been terribly abused and they will nurse the horse back to health.

I've written about this family before. Diane's mom and dad, Jesse and Geneva, have a place up on Buffalo Mountain. "The Buffalo" is a landmark in the area and is rich in flora and fauna and a beautiful place.

Arlis, the happiest person I have ever met, is Diane's (we call her Granny because that's what she said to call her) anyway, Arlis is Diane's brother and lives at home with Pop and Mom (that's what we call them because they said to). Everyone in these parts knows the family and they know everyone. Granny's uncle was at one time the sheriff of Floyd county. If you want to know what's going on from Fancy Gap to Floyd, just ask Granny.

For some reason they have adopted us. When the family picture was taken at the church we all go to for Jesse and Geneva's 50Th anniversary, Jesse insisted Wanda and I join the group. We had to laugh at the notion that somewhere down the line some descendant will look at the family photo dismayed, wondering how these two are related.

In spite of Granny and her husband having untold challenges mostly stemming from the several serious heart attacks suffered by the latter, they are some of the most kind and giving people I have ever had the good fortune to encounter. From her early pet groundhog, Boomerang, to the horses they now rescue, they truly care for all creatures great and small including people.

Wanda said she wanted to go horseback riding. Jesse looked at her and asked, "ya ever done that before"? When Wanda answered in the negative, Jesse just shook his head, looked at her, and replied, "make sure ya call me, I wanna to see that".

3 Comments:

Blogger Sean said...

It's Pecor, not Pector, but as I think back, Pector would have created fewer awkward and embarrassing childhood moments when substitute teachers would do roll call :) "Sean..... Pecker?" It's a bastardization of the Picard surname from Picardie, France.

3:32 AM  
Blogger The MacBean Gene said...

Sorry Sean, Sometimes surnames are better left in the original. It's funny how our minds deceide on the erronious spelling of some things

4:27 AM  
Anonymous Mrs Lifecruiser said...

Horse back riding is soooo much fun, but tiring too and especially if you're not used to it....

Anyway, it was about the horse rescue thing I should write. I think it's wonderful that there is folks caring about them.

In England the have horse sanctuary's. I'm a lifetime member of one of them. Just because it's such a heartbreaking thing to see animals suffering and totally unnecessary.

They count un us and then to be mistreated like that... It's such a big shame.

1:43 AM  

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