One of my fondest memories of Pat is when she was
roaring down trail, yes competitive on a 3 day 100 at Skeggs in Ohio, her sponge
came loose and proceeded to chase her down trail! It was hysterical.
I finally got control of myself and told her so she could fix the problem!
The next thing that happened was the saddle slipped on her victory run around
the arena. Yes we all lined up in the arena on our horses to receive the
awards. Her horse ripped around in a circle with the saddle dangling and
finally came to a halt. Horse was fine, saddle was fine, Pat was
fine. This was in the 70s. Did I just date myself?
Jeanie
