Grandpa loved
his horses, especially Appaloosas. I still remember when he had
his jaw broken by a bronc. He was 79 and his jaw was wired shut for a
time. He was able to care for his horses until he was 89, pretty
remarkable! I often wish I could stand by the corral and watch him with his beloved horses. I loved to play Carrom and
checkers with him, even though he cheated a little it was still fun.
What a man, he was all about providing for his family. As one of the
original homesteaders, he beat the odds. Grandpa has been gone for 41 years
but certainly not forgotten...Theodore Federer.
