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Since I’m inclined to feel finished with the day’s work about
the same time the sun goes down, I’ve found more quiet time, and that means more
time to read—just for fun. Like most editors and writers, I spend the majority
of the day reading (and editing and writing and rewriting), but most of the
stuff is informative, instructive and factual. Since “Horse Journal” focuses
on field trials of products for horse lovers, I’ve developed into somewhat of an
expert on shopping for horse equipment and can easily tell you what’s the best
supplement or bridle or shampoo and why. We also include veterinary and
nutrition articles that focus on what to do for your horse rather than a lesson
in anatomy and physiology. The training articles we run fascinate me since I’m
obsessed with improving my riding. But I digress. My evening hours take me
away to other worlds and often other times, and I frequently wish I had been an
adult in the 1950s. I have a preference for romantic novels, since I don’t want
to read about murders and thefts and kidnappings. My favorite books, of course,
involve both romance and horses . . . that’s as close to heaven as I can
imagine. I realized I was into romances when I read about Charlie Carter and
Ellen Sprague during “The Golden Stallion” series of books by Rutherford G.
Montgomery. They were originally published in the 1950s and are now
out-of-print, but you may find them at second-hand shops or on the
Internet. I also loved “Scarlet Royal” by Anne Emery. It’s another
book geared for pre-teens and teens, but I still re-read my battered copy. It
was originally published in 1952, and I’ve never heard of anyone who didn’t love
it. Wouldn’t today’s youth eat that up, too, or would they be turned off by
yellowing pages and no corresponding game for Nintendo Wii? Other favorites
from my youth include “The Sweet Running Filly” series by Pat Johnson and
Barbara van Tuyl, the “Fury” series by Albert G. Miller (I had a black stick
horse named Fury), anything by Marguerite Henry, Jane McIlvaine, C.W. Anderson
or Walter Farley. In fact, “Little Black, A Pony” by Walter Farley may be my
all-time favorite book, followed closely behind by Mary O’Hara’s three Flicka
books. Published in 1961, “Little Black” was reworked in 2006 to include the
story in the Navajo language and illustrations to suit. It was redone because it
was so popular with young readers of the Navajo Nation. I’m partial to the
original version and artwork by James Schucker, but I’m thrilled nevertheless
that this story is still in print and being enjoyed. I have several copies of
“Black Beauty” by Anna Sewell, too. Although I devoured this book over and
over as a kid, I simply can’t bring myself to read it again. Most reviews call
it “heartwarming,” and I agree it is a magnificent piece of literature that
deserves to be a classic, I cannot re-read the stories of the horrible things
that happened right from Rob Roy through to Ginger. Of course, Anna Sewell’s
purpose was to show the difficult lives of cab horses, and she did a splendid
job capturing the tribulation. Yes, I know, it ends on a happy note, but I
believe this book is one of the reasons that I find it so difficult to even
consider selling one of my beloved horses. As an adult, I still eat up any
book that includes horses, and I’m thrilled when authors like Susan Wiggs, Nora
Roberts, Janet Dailey or Danielle Steel include a well-done horse theme. Borden
Deal wrote “Bluegrass” in 1976, and it’s as wonderful today as it was when I
first read it. I’m sure that there are countless other books that you’ve
enjoyed and I’ve neglected to mention. I’d love to hear about them, especially
since I may be able to find them in a used-book store or online. I don’t mind if
the pages are yellowed. It simply adds to my enjoyment, knowing that I’m reading
a book that’s been loved by enough readers that it hasn’t faded into
obscurity.
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