This week’s cover story was a trip down memory lane for me. When I lived in Roswell during the ‘70s, Buena Suerte Ranch was the center of the equine racing world. This is where legendary stallions of quarter horse and thoroughbred lines such as Go Man Go, Easy Jet, and Northern Dancer serviced mares in a top notch breeding facility.
The annual yearling sale was a posh, dress-up champagne affair. I did not attend as a prospective buyer, but rather as a dreamer soaking in the beauty of these magnifi cent animals. I was born a horse lover and through all the growth and transitions in my life over the years, this has remained a constant.
So when we headed out to our interview that day, I travelled the same road without hesitation and turned into the drive of Buena Suerte Ranch. The fact that another name was inscribed on the sign didn’t matter. I knew this place quite well 35 years ago, and I now recognized the drive and the layout. At least that’s what I thought.
Everything in my life is an unexpected adventure and this day was no diff erent. As I stood in front of what was supposed to be the ranch oﬃce, something seemed a little out of place. The once magnifi cent stallion barn did not seem to be the same, and behind the oﬃ ce building, a large herd of dairy cows enjoyed their breakfast.
As we stepped through the doorway, the fi rst thing I saw was an antique, red piano. How quaint, I thought. Th e place was dimly lit and to the left and right were rooms full of antique items. In the eerie quiet, large Victorian dolls scattered around the place seemed
Just as I was beginning to feel as though Lady Haversham would step out of one of the rooms, something stirred on one of the sofas in the larger room. The fi gure of a young man walked towards me and when I asked where the horse facility was, he replied he didn’t
know. What was this place, I thought to myself! I suddenly felt as if I had stepped into a wormhole. Part of my mind was fi xated on what should have been there and another part was trying to somehow make this fit into my expectations and memory. It never dawned
on me that I could have been in the wrong place.
The part of Buena Suerte Ranch that I remembered had been sold and the equine facility moved to a diff erent part of the property. When I fi nally returned to this dimension and found the horse center, I was glad that the same spirit that existed at the original ranch, was alive
and well. The stallion barn is still full of feistiness, strength and famous lineages. Yearlings are being prepared for the annual sale and resident mares and geldings gallop and graze in nearby fields.
The day ended as magically as it had begun. Given the recognition, honor and love he deserves, Mine Th at Bird—2009 winner of the Kentucky Derby—gets to romp and play in a grassy paddock next to his friends. Incredibly playful and sociable, he’s as much a star today as he was during his grand career and magnifi cent wins, and his owners treat him as such.
Memories, expectations, adventures. Th row deep love and passion into this mix and wow, what a grand life we’re lucky to have!
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