You were not my horse, and I didn't know you all that well, but you were a very sweet horse and I hope you know that you were loved by many. That morning that Gene took you away, I don't know where he took you, nobody told me and Bonnie was too upset for me to ask her, so I can only hope and trust that it was a nice end for you. You lived a good 30 years, and you were always so gentle with those little kids on your back. I'm sure Carol was there waiting for you at the gates of heaven though, and I wouldn't be surprised if now she's teaching kids up there to ride. I can see them sitting there on yours and Jessie's backs as Carol instructs them on how to hold the reins from the back of her beloved horse who passed years ago. So have fun up there buddy, I'm sure god gives you all the carrots you could ever ask for.