The Pony Man Is Here!
(Click on to enlarge) I'm on the front!
Maybe they had distributed fliers a few days beforehand because all the kids were cleaned up with hair neatly combed or braided. In my mind's eye I see a very poor, unkempt, gray-haired elderly man come up our driveway with his pony and camera. He was thin as a rail.
My sister , being older, recalls him in more detail in a recent e-mail:
"Thanks for the horse picture. Do you remember when that old man came down Greening Ave? The old man didn't have too many teeth and the horse (pony) looked as if it was on its last legs but we were so thrilled to see it come down the road that we risked getting on the thing. That guy probably made a bit of money that day and we can only hope he put some of it towards some dental care. Life was so much simpler then for kids like us in Applewood Acres when something like that was a big event. I feel sorry for the kids today."
I totally agree. We were satisfied, no, truly excited about having our picture taken on a pony. It must have made a deep impression because many of us have such fond memories of that day. There must be a whole lot of Applewood kids who have that same picture in a box somewhere.