January 30, 2014
When I was around 8 years old, give or take, my best friend, Emmy, invited me to go on vacation with her and her family to Chincoteague Island. You know, the place known for wild ponies and the famous Misty of Chincoteague.
My early childhood memory is fuzzy, but I clearly remember riding in the back of their “colt” station wagon, facing backwards, and going to the Chincoteague Pony Center.
The Center had the real Misty, stuffed and on display, which I thought was a tad creepy. Cloudy, Misty’s palomino grand-foal, was aged, but still living, and at the center too. Emmy’s mom, Mary, took our photo with him. Being a horse crazy kid who had read all of the Misty books, it was like meeting a celebrity!
You may notice in the photo that we are properly dressed as the *cool* 80’s kids that we were. Emmy is sporting her blonde Little-House-hair, and I had the properly over sized horse t-shirt. My grandma made me those cool-lots though, so no making fun!
Blue Ridge Pony 