by Dutch Henry | Coffee Clutch, Grandpop, Horse Care
Howdy Friends! Enjoy, “Grandpop and Sportsmanship.” “Hey good to see ya, young fella,” Grandpop stopped brushing ol’ Blue, and waved me into the barn. I was surprised to find him in the barn. Usually on Sunday afternoons...
by Dutch Henry | Coffee Clutch, Grandpop, Horse Care
Howdy Friends! I’d missed a few years of Grandpop’s Veterans Day rides. Those years when I was all self-assured that whatever I had to do was the most important thing. I’m sorry I missed those years. I’m happy Grandpop waited for me to come to...
by Dutch Henry | Coffee Clutch, Grandpop
They were leaving the house as I drove up. I’d been trying to visit more often lately, Grandpop hadn’t been feeling all that well, even though his wide smile peeking out from under his thick white mustache, and those glittering eyes never let on. But the...
by Dutch Henry | Coffee Clutch, Grandpop
Howdy Friends! His friendly smiles always took charge of the moment, times and situations I knew I’d handle differently, most certainly with less effect and understanding. Grandpop always knew how to make things understandable, on a higher level. Sometimes with just...
by Dutch Henry | Coffee Clutch, Grandpop
Howdy Friends, We had drifted to the back yard, Grandpop, Lisa and me. Grandpop wasn’t up to riding, or walking very far, so the chairs just off the porch seemed a good place to rest. The view of the mountains, not so far away, but far enough to paint a glorious...
by Dutch Henry | Coffee Clutch, Grandpop
Howdy Friends! I knew I was in for a treat when I saw the tiny white car with the local newspaper’s logo on the door parked halfway between the barn and house. Every once in a while they’d send an intern out to have a chat with Grandpop and write a story....
