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Cash Bar King: The One And Only | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Cash was my 16th birthday present. I had the choice of him or a car. I didn't care too much for a car. He was only a little over a year old when I got him, and I didn't know spit about riding a horse. We learned together. He became my best friend and confidant. We went on all kinds of adventures in the woods and backroads around our house. Early on the morning of October 9, 1994 he was struck in the highway by a rig hauling gravel. He was herding the other horses to safety when the driver saw him in the road and swerved. The trailer struck his head and he died instantly. I never got the chance to say goodbye. I went through h*ll for quite some time. I'm still don't too well sometimes, but it is getting a little easier. I will remember him always. Sometimes it feels like he's still here. |