Remembering the Smell of Horse Manure

By Sallie J. Herpel

This is the story of my life with horses
and with debilitating Parkinsons
Disease. It is a story of God s mercy and
His grace. Were it not for His mercy and
His grace, there would be nothing to tell.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jan 15, 2013
• ISBN: 9781479777570

Sallie J. Herpel

Sallie was born in Allentown, PA to parents who were ‘city raised.’ She graduated from Parkland High School in 1967 and married the ‘love of her life’ that year. They bought a small farm in 1971 and then later moved to Slatedale, PA where they lived for the next thirty years. She has a daughter, Wendy Lee of Nazareth, PA and a son Jonathan of Spartanburg, SC. She is the proud grandma to four grandchildren.She currently resides with her husband in Chesnee in the Upstate of South Carolina.

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CONTENTS

DEDICATION

INTRODUCTION

A MEMOIR BY SALLIE J. HERPEL

DEDICATION

I want to dedicate this book to my Grandchildren:

Courtney Lee Fox, Brooke Elizabeth Fox, Ryan James Fox and Conner Lee Herpel and any others that come along until I get this published! I just wanted them to know a bit of where they came from. This is only the tip of the’ iceberg ‘but it is a start. You come from sturdy stock that is willing to bend when the Lord says, Bend. I will always pray that it will be the same for you as you yield yourself to Him.

INTRODUCTION

G od’s Word says in Psalm 146:4 His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish. When I first read this verse, it hit me like a ton of bricks!! Once we are gone from this earth, that’s it. All of the ‘things’ that we have will be left behind for someone else to use. That’s when I thought about my grandchildren and how and what they would remember about me. This book is a series of recollections about my life with horses (I have had a total of over twenty horses over the years.) I made a comment to my future husband a few years before we were married that I loved the smell of horse manure. He laughed and laughed at the time. But as we look back over our 45 years of marriage, he has come to realize that I WAS DEAD SERIOUS.

The Lord has been good to me and I thank Him for the life He has given to me. Were it not for His mercy and grace, this story would have been much different.

A MEMOIR BY SALLIE J. HERPEL

A s long as I can remember I always wanted a horse. I grew up in suburban Allentown, PA in a modest house (tiny by today’s standards.) My Dad worked for Western Electric. My Mom was a stay at home mom, pretty normal for those days. I was one of two children… I have an older brother who was always my Hero. He had friends who, to me, seemed so wonderful at the time. (little sister stuff)

My Dad always said that I could get a horse when I was 12. But when that birthday came… there was no horse. Then the time was moved to age 16. Dad figured that I would want a car by that time. He was very wise because by that time I had met Marty Herpel and he would take over as the love of my life.

We met each other while on vacation in upstate New York. My Dad