This is me and my sister on a palomino given to mom by her father when she married dad. And so the Beery horse farm began! Wonder (the palomino mare) threw a sorrel filly from a palomino TWH stud (we never figured that one out!) This filly named Rusty was my first horse and from there Rusty had many more. My sister showed 4-H but I never took interest in showing. All I cared about was pleasure riding with my girlfriends, riding crazy fast, swimming the horses and just having a good time. There were always fun times like rounding up loose cows that had escaped from fence lines. Those quarter horses could run! We raised and broke colts, usually several colts at a time. Back then we never rode trails at state parks. Our trails were all the many acres around the farm