Story Time……

Visiting my parents this past Saturday gave me insight into my mother’s brief stay at Washington State University.

She and her good friend tried to get on the Clydesdale horses that lived in a small barn at the veterinary school. Her friend used hay to lure the horses and my mother swung from the string that hanged on the ceiling. She lowered herself on one of the horses and this story ended while another continued as such…

She talked with the dean of the veterinary school about enrolling but no women were allowed to become veterinarians at that time.

New stories stolen from underneath a sheath of neurons hidden among the plaque of Alzheimer’s? I don’t know. But they are entertaining and perfect in her own way.


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