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A neat story and basically why Patty is a freaking thoroughbred savant and lover. Her family of 6 Irish Catholic kids, she's the oldest, took a trip to Cincinnati in the early 50's to visit relatives and she talked her dad into taking a side trip to Kentucky on their way back to Binghamton, NY. They stopped at Calumet, for some reason, on a beautiful sunny day and along fence lines as horses ran in the field a number of them came over to the kids holding handfuls of grass in their hands. One horse was much bigger and more beautiful than all the rest but seemed to be ignored by the young Foley kids. Patty saw him and walked over to feed him with a big clump of grass feeding him and rubbing his nose. She didn't stay too long since Jack, their dad was hollering at them from the car window "Let's go we gotta get back home, get in the car!" She very reluctantly walked to the car looking back at the beautiful specimen that gave her goosebumps and filled her face with a smile. He was shaking his head and neck around as if to say and talking to her, as most horses do in they want something, "hey cute little girl where ya going so soon, c'mon back, stay here, don't you know who I am? I'm Citation! She tells this special adventure often to those who have never heard before and some that have. Each time it's a little different so I took a little "poetic" license adding my interpretation as to how it makes me feel every time I hear it and see her smiling face like it had just happened yesterday.
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