Lil and Vicki’s big adventure

Our trip began with an early 6 a.m. start (actually it all started when Bob and I first bought our farm and dreamed of gracing the property with the figure of horses. No, it started when my favorite passtime as a youngster was drawing horses. No, it started when I read each and every Walter Farley book in grade school and saw National Velvet. No, there was no beginning, it just always was).

Our husbands really shouldn’t have let 2 blondes go out on the road with a diesel truck and a horse trailer. It was a 13 hour trip filled with misadventures – like going through the Illinois tollbooth without paying...