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and history

Women, horses

In 1945 in a small town in Germany, my father, First Lieutenant Bernard Rabinowitz (93rd Chemical Mortar Battalion) accepted a hand-made American flag from DP's (displaced persons)who had been enslaved by the Nazis. They made this flag for my father to honor his exemplary and just governance at the end of World War ll-and just before my father was about to be re-deployed for an invasion of Japan. In honor of Bay, and all other veterans and fathers, I am carrying this flag with the help of my friend Ollie the Quarterhorse-acknowledging both human and animal service for the greater good.

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In honor of a famous Leo-born Phoebe Ann Mosey in 1860, she became the one and only Annie Oakley and a legendary sharpshooter. She believed strongly in women learning to use firearms-although her sole interest in them as a young girl was to provide game to support her family. A true original, and a very strong lady!

"Aim for the high mark and you will hit it. No, not the first time, not the second time and maybe not the third. But keep on aiming and keep on shooting for only practice will make you perfect. Finally you'll hit the bull's eye of success."

Annie Oakley

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"...recent research has uncovered evidence of women who independently registered as homesteaders and who homesteaded their lands without the help of men. These were women who "sought economic freedom through land ownership...who sought to earn a living by means other than those of schoolteacher, maid, or factory worker."

Women's Diaries of the Westward Journey

Lillian Schlissel

A dedication to horses and the incredible role they have played throughout history!

Tie the strings to my life, my Lord,
Then I am ready to go! Just a look at the horses- Rapid! that will do!

Emily Dickinson

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

Robert Frost

Animals are my friends... and I don't eat my friends.

George Bernard Shaw

Dear to me is my bonnie white steed; Oft has he helped me at pinch of need

Sir Walter Scott

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