He was very proud of his cheerful jacket, a hand-me-down from his grandfather.
Behold, the most exciting two-minutes in horse-racing.
I was disappointed that I never got to see the part where they put the wreath of roses around the horse's neck.
Instead we got ice cream at Bobbie's Dairy Dip.
And in lieu of roses I enjoyed peonies from the backyard.
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