tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916893495636077786.post8029512981234040745..comments2024-02-24T22:35:38.566-05:00Comments on Mill Swamp Indian Horse Views: And This is How He said Good ByeSteve Edwardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05178816218499735580noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916893495636077786.post-79543007974442389002017-12-31T20:04:20.317-05:002017-12-31T20:04:20.317-05:00Love this memory! I worked in hospice and saw over...Love this memory! I worked in hospice and saw over 200 people pass from this life to the next, and I can tell you their relatives almost always said that those who passed came back (usually through an animal and usually within a few days of passing) to say goodbye...for now... They knew what that encounter was, and it was usually to the person that not only needed it most, but could understand what it meant!-LauranAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916893495636077786.post-79177125689542889412009-01-04T08:42:00.000-05:002009-01-04T08:42:00.000-05:00Lido's service was one of the most personable, mem...Lido's service was one of the most personable, memorable services attended and will be well remembered just as Lido will be ....<BR/>for the unique, personable, smiling, "courageous" young sportsman that he was so well known and loved for. <BR/>"Miss you Boy"<BR/> Miss Terry"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916893495636077786.post-3669931919229380502009-01-01T20:12:00.000-05:002009-01-01T20:12:00.000-05:00I also remember Lido helping me out while I was ri...I also remember Lido helping me out while I was riding. He would often lead Croatoan down the drive way for me so I could canter back up. I just simply did not have enough horsemanship to make Croatoan go down the drive way myself. But whenever Lido led me down, he never bossed me about how to ride Croatoan, or questioned why I didn't ride Croatoan down myself. Basically, he just saw I had a problem, and helped me out. He didn't judge my riding, he wasn't the kind of person to judge. I will miss Lido for his unquestioning help and guidance.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916893495636077786.post-18540677613162121832009-01-01T12:09:00.000-05:002009-01-01T12:09:00.000-05:00A tribute to Lido...A few years ago when I first m...A tribute to Lido...<BR/><BR/>A few years ago when I first met Lido he was walking across the field with a shotgun in his hands. I was a new rider at Steve's and, in this day and age, anyone welding a gun may be cause for concern so I was a little concerned. Steve introduced us and that was the beginning of what I like to think of as my having a buddy out at the horse lot. I was always glad to see Lido. He always said Hi to me, was never bossy but always respectful, good natured, and had a gentle wit. He was always eager to please and helpful while mindless of his own comfort. <BR/><BR/>One day some four-legged critter I was on, I think it was Nick but I can't remember for sure, needed help going in the right direction. Lido took hold of him and led him along the fence going in the direction we needed to go mindless of the ankle-deep mud he walked through. I told him I was concerned about him walking through all the mud in his shoes and he kept on going until we were well on our way. He went above and beyond and was proud of it. <BR/><BR/>That was Lido. He was a doer. He was an Edwards. I am thankful I had the pleasure of knowing him. His young light was too quickly put out. In remembering Lido I remember how enriching each person is who touches my life. Thank you, Lido, for being you. Debby HAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com