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Letter to the Editor

Feeding stall closing at FENCE We would like to take this opportunity to show our appreciation to the community for supporting the Feeding Stall at FENCE for the past seven years. We enjoyed meeting new

66th Block House Steeplechase people and seeing familiar faces at all horse shows and other events that took place there. As we are getting older we realize that time is very precious and we want to take this time to explore and enjoy this beautiful area of North Carolina. We are grateful for all your kind words, suggestions, and presence. We wish the new concession owners good luck; we know they will like meeting you as much as we did. – Kate and Troy Norman

Frisday, April 20, 2012

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to Nashville, Tenn.and entered them in a 2-mile steeplechase. There were about six other horses in that race, and a beautiful silver cup was to go to the winner. However, in a way, the Brown boys were more interested in winning the Brown tin cup. I got lucky and won the race and the two cups. Poor dad took a header when his horse made a bad jump and fell. He was badly injured, and as it turned out, it was his last race. Carter and I continued riding races until 1958. The race in Nashville may have been the only time in history that a father and two sons rode in the same race. From the time it all started until this day, my dad impressed on us that, win or lose, we were doing all this for fun and for the love of the game and for no other reason. Every once in a while when Carter or I would come up with some sour grapes about losing a race, dad would put his foot down and say: “When it isn’t fun anymore you’re through riding.” A man once gave me $200 for winning a race on his horse. At age 19, $200 seemed too good to be true. I told dad about it and he said: “You ride for fun, not money,” and made me drive 25 miles that very day and return the money. I wasn’t glad then that dad made me give it back, but I am today, because win or lose, as dad always said at the end of a racing day: “It was fun, old man, and we’ll do it again.” He taught me that dedication and self- discipline, not material gains, were the important ingredients of any venture. That true gratification came from knowing you had “given it your best,” no matter where you finished. I think everyone would like to be proud of his own father, and I feel very grateful that I have a father I can really be proud of, and I am!

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