Riding for Harold Fairchild

My friends and I have ridden for Harold countless times.  His Harold Button

or his laminated photo with his son Jed have graced my saddle pad for a few years now.

Little Megan taking Harold along during hunting season last fall.  The saddle blanket is Harold's favorite color - faded red. :)

We've been many places together and have had incredibly good times, even though we have never met in person.  We've crossed brooks, waded into lakes, and we've even been to the ocean beach.  When my Ah-D (Didder) decided to roll on one trip, Harold was lost in the sand.



Now missing the Harold button, but boy did we have fun!

  I came back the following year with the laminated picture instead.

Harold gave me countless tips on how to handle my independent-minded Curly, and told me a few tales of his escapades with his own CurlyBoy, who was no wallflower.

We've shared some good laughs with our friends, hunting BigFoot just for Harold, and we have dressed up like cowgirls for him more than once.

This last time we dressed up as Cowgirls, though...

We were riding in Harold's memory.

I had been out on Easter

and had ridden for Harold, but he never got to see the pictures I took for him.
Here are the ones I took on his memorial ride.

Harold, I know you will rest in peace.  I wish this tribute could be half as good as what you deserve, but it isn't even close.  If I had half your faith, I wouldn't feel half as bad as I do.  Dagnabit!

~Love from your sister in Christ, Susan~