OrilliaMatters welcomes letters to the editor at [email protected] or via our website. Please include your daytime phone number and address (for verification of authorship, not publication). The following letter is in response to our Postcard Memories feature, published Aug. 26.
As a horse-crazy child in Orillia, I spent hours in the barn of Beers Dairy.
Mr. Beers must have had the patience of a saint because there was a group of us who were constantly there to ‘help’ him with the horses.
Once in a while, as a treat, he would put some of us up on the back of one really gentle mare and lead her around. I still remember Dolly and a grey named Charlie.
I was such a horse-crazy kid and, later in life, these memories were still with me as I drove a team of Percherons at a friend’s farm and drove a little pony at our home, where I finally had my own stable and horses.
Thank you for reminding me of such a special place and time.
Because of Mr. Beers, I always welcomed children and young folk into our barn and around our horses. It would be wonderful to think they will remember those times as much as I kept my memories of the Beers barn. Thank you for that article.
Eunice Bennett Lenardon
Thunder Bay
