Thursday, August 25, 2011

THANK YOU MOM FOR LETTING ME RIDE

I LOVED to ride horses. There is nothing like the empathy you can sometimes get with a horse that you ride often.

My grandmother did not want me to ride horses, as she was afraid that I would fall off and be dragged to death. (I guess that happened once to someone my grandmother knew.) But Mom said, "Let her ride. She could be killed crossing the street."

I have always been grateful.

When I was grown, I rode a motorcycle. (I sold my super beetle to finance my first law office.) I made the mistake of telling my children about the motorcycle.

Now, I am telling you, NO CHILD OF MINE IS GOING TO RIDE A MOTORCYCLE. Yah, right.

To quote my favorite Masterpiece theater movie, "If you can control your children, you are doing something wrong."

Please encourage your children to ride, swim, play outside, climb, explore. Risks are a part of life. You can be killed crossing the street. That is no reason not to live life to its fullest, while you can.

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