I have waited to this point to introduce you to my horse. She was an important part of this story. She was my partner in this endeavor. The first reporter that interviewed us asked "whats your horse's name?" I thought that her name should have some meaning in that we were trying to......Read More
We were met on the outskirts of Indianapolis by two mounted police and a police car. The police told us that they were escorting us to the park in the center of town where arrangements had been made to receive us at a war memorial. Veterans groups from the towns we had passed through had......Read More
The miles was starting to get to us. Like they said, "its not the years, its the mileage." Each day wore on us and the horses. We reached Richmond by the end of that day. Again veterans groups were waiting for us, along with the media. We passed out press packages with government......Read More
In the days before the interstate highways were built, cities were connected by, what are now secondary roads. We Left Frederick on the old Frederick Road and cover the thirty miles to Gettysburg, PA that day. We arrived on the outskirts of the Gettysburg Nation Military Park and checked into a......Read More
What's it like to ride a horse across America? Find out here.
I will record the facts of my involvement for the cause of America's POW/MIAs
Not always a pretty story, but these are the facts.
Taking the POW/MIAs Case to the Public
The journey begun on may 15, 1984. It......Read More