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Hi Ho And Away We Go

Story ID:666
Written by:Kathe M. Campbell (bio, contact, other stories)
Story type:Only Here
Location:Butte Mt. USA
Year:1988
Person:Six Handicapped Children
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Posted 07/24/2006 22:02 | Reply
Revealing your age? Naaaaaw! Can't be. That was my nick name in high school. I was quite upset when a couple of the girls, my kid sister included, arranged to have the name "Hoppy" inscribed in my class ring, without my knowledge or consent.

Great story.

Fred Wickert
Posted 07/26/2006 17:25 | Reply
Another good story, Kathe. I taught SPecail Ed several years beofre moving to FL and grew to love it.
Posted 07/26/2006 21:23 by Mark Crider | Reply
This is so neat. I know a guy that has a heeler that responds to two languages, bracero and english. He gets poor and disabled kids out to his ranch and treats them to a day of food and watching Bi-lingual Meg do her cattle herding tricks. That is the most amazing dog I've ever seen do anything.
Posted 07/27/2006 13:27 | Reply
Another great story from someone who can pour them out. Wish I could! Thanks, Kath for sharing.
Barb A.
Posted 07/27/2006 14:57 by Bonnie Jarvis-Lowe | Reply
Hello Granny!
Recovering from three late nights at the Great Reunion, and possibly a little giddy, but this is a fascinating piece of work.
For this girl who came from boats, saltwater joys, and living on a Rock in the North Atlantic--it drew me into a whole new world. Loved it!
GO, GRANNY, GO!!!!!!!
Posted 07/27/2006 21:40 | Reply
Kathe, I always love your stories. This one makes me feel as if I were there participating with you during this special outing with the kids.

Don Ralstin
Posted 07/28/2006 15:17 | Reply
Another great story. It brought back a memory of an afternoon that our company employees went 'for a ride'. When we arrived, there were six parents and kids there for their weekly riding lesson. The special thing were the kids, all handicap. It seemed that the owner donated the horses and time for the 'special kids'. Later, when I talked to him, he said that he got more out of the weekly rides than the kids. I know what he meant.
Travis
Posted 08/03/2006 12:04 | Reply
Interesting account of enjoyable days gone by. I can picture the kids and the donkeys and your helping them learn to ride. What a special time it must have been for the children and their parents. Naidine Sanderlin
Posted 08/06/2006 00:06 | Reply
Love this story, Kath. I can just picture the whole scenario as it unfolded. Kids DO say the darndest things, don't they?
~Maria Harden
Posted 09/02/2006 04:51 | Reply
A beautiful story Kathe.....I'm always amazed at the wonderful things you have done in your life...for others.......marilyn (Okla)
Posted 09/04/2006 19:58 by barbara elliott carpenter | Reply
That "edge" you lived on must have been really something! You had to be sharp to keep from falling off it, with all the hats you wore! Good story and great dialogue. Barbara