Healing a Broken Heart
In December of
2008, I purchased the Eb’s Sunbeam,
the prized golden palomino
owned by Westwood Farms.
Miss Scarlet O’Hara was the
product of two of the best bred TWH in the industry.
Her dam, Threat’s Palomino was
the only palomino offspring of the great WGC, Triple Threat.
Miss Scarlet’s sire, Ebony’s
Mark of Gold was the son of the unforgettable Ebony Masterpiece
and out of a daughter of Midnight Mack K.
Who could ask for a better
It wasn’t her papers that made
Miss Scarlet who she was, it was her heart and she gave it to me
unconditionally. We did everything together, riding the beaches
of Maine, swimming in the lakes, foxhunting,
competing in local shows,
spending our winters in Virginia and our summers in Maine.
I purchased her at the same
time as another horse, Portrait of a Lady, also a TWH.
These two mares were my very
They taught me everything, they
gave me everything and I loved them completely.
Miss Scarlet was my hero, my
guiding light, my best friend.
On September 26,
2103, Miss Scarlet O’Hara passed away after a four day illness.
We discovered she had cancer
and went downhill quickly.
Surgery wasn’t an option and so
she was laid to rest.
She made the decision for us.
Miss Scarlet was stoic, she
She stood proud and tall, until
her last breath.
My life was forever changed
when I met her and again when she left.
I’ve never experienced the kind
of bond I had with her.
We were soul mates, we were an
Knowing that she
had one offspring still alive, I sought him out.
Stephanie Ford tried contacting
the person she sold him to with no response.
I decided to try the internet.
We knew she sold him to Howard
E. Harris from Montgomery, PA.
Google is a wonderful thing…..
I found him and it listed the street he lived on.
Calling information on my cell,
I hit a dead end with no listing to be found.
I explained, through tears, to
the operator what happened to Miss Scarlet and that I
desperately needed to find Mr. Harris.
She kindly suggested I use my
land line as Verizon’s 411 had a limited directory.
So I followed her advice and
called 411 again from my home phone.
Another dead end…no listing on
Overcome with grief, I burst
into tears trying to explain how desperate I was to find him.
I asked if they could search
for anyone listed on the same road.
The operator transferred me to
her supervisor and through sobs and more tears, she listened to
This woman was all choked up as
she agreed to help me and found an address with a phone number!
I must have thanked her a
together, I dialed the number.
A child answered the phone and
I asked for the man name on the listing.
He handed the phone to his mom
and I began telling my story.
Once again, I found myself
breaking down while trying to explain to her that this wasn’t
some prank call.
I just wanted to speak to Mr.
I told her the story of Miss
Scarlet and what had happened to her and how I was trying to
find her son.
I asked her the one question I
was almost afraid to ask.
“Is there a golden palomino
that lives on your street?”
“Yes, and my children visit him
all the time!”
She went on to tell me how
sweet this gelding was and how her children love to help with
My heart was so full I thought
it was going to explode!
I asked if she would be willing
to take my name, phone number and deliver it to Mr. Harris. This
wonderful woman agreed to help me!
She was all choked up,
listening to me thank her over and over.
I hung up the phone not quite
believing what had just happened.
I emailed Stephanie letting her
know the good news!
Hours passed and
then the phone rang.
I was not near my phone when it
rang and the number was a Pennsylvania phone number.
It was Mr. Harris!
I returned the call and talked
Through more tears, I told him
what had happened to Miss Scarlet.
Mr. Harris had a kind and
He listened intently while I
told him my story.
All I wanted to know was how
her son was, Gambler’s Gold Threat.
Was he happy?
Was he healthy?
Yes and Yes!
We shared stories, laughed
together and cried together.
I could tell that he loved this
horse more than life itself.
Ending our conversation,
“Howdy” asked for some pictures of Miss Scarlet and told me he’d
send me some of “Rebel, a/k/a Rebbie”.
I asked him to please
consider me if he ever would sell his Rebbie.
The response I received hit me
like a bullet.
“Oh, I’d never sell him or even
consider selling him until I heard your story.”
We ended our call with promises
to exchange photos.
I told Howdy I would send him
the video tribute I created of Miss Scarlet along with the
beautiful obituary that Stephanie Ford wrote.
That night I sent along these
two items to Howdy.
Two days later I received an
email from Howdy saying that he and his wife balled their eyes
out watching the video and reading the obituary.
He wrote that I had been
weighing heavy on his mind and that we needed to talk.
My heart skipped so many beats
I thought it was going to stop beating all together!
We talked later that evening
and Howdy told me that he wanted me to have Rebbie.
He said he wanted Rebbie to be
all he could be and the only way that was going to happen is if
he came to live with me.
He said that God had a plan to
heal my broken heart and Rebbie was part of that plan.
I couldn’t believe what I was
The only thing Howdy asked in
return is that I help him find a new horse.
We agreed to meet at Westwood
Farms on December 13, 2013.
My husband, Dan,
and I were driving from Maine and Howdy was driving from
I set up the appointment for
the Vet to arrive in the afternoon for the pre-purchase exam. I
arrived shortly before Howdy.
When I saw them driving up, I
literally ran towards them with my arms reaching for the sky.
I couldn’t believe I was about
to meet Miss Scarlet’s son.
Off the trailer he came, bright
eyed and anxious.
He’d had a 5 hour trailer ride
and was ready to get out!
He was sweet, handsome and
loveable, just as I knew he would be!
Rebbie is 6 years old and full
The Vet performed his exam and
found his front left leg was a little off on the flexion.
We decided to give him 10 days
of rest and try again.
It was the longest 10 days of
Stephanie agreed to keep him
during this time, play with him and ride him.
She also flexed him and he
I was receiving all good
reports from her and in my heart I just knew this was all going
to work out.
I kept thinking what Howdy
said….. God has a plan.
on Saturday, December 28th,
Dan and I drove back to Westwood Farms and we tested him again.
God did have a plan for us!
Gambler’s Gold Threat was
coming home with us!
He looks very much like his dam
and has many of her silly traits, too!
I am so very blessed to have
been able to track Howdy down, and have this miracle occur.
It is truly a miracle.
I miss Miss Scarlet more than
words could ever express.
There have been millions of
tears run down my cheeks but they are now being replaced with
tears of joy with the arrival of her only son.
I’ve renamed him “Lucky Starr”.
He is his mothers’ son, has his
mothers’ star, is my lucky star and he will shine her light on
all of us forever.
While at Westwood
Farms, Dan fell in love with Gambling on Faith, Rebbie’s half
They share the same sire,
We have Faith on a 30 day trial
so this is another story in the making!
Please join us in welcoming
these two very special horses, Lucky Starr and Faith!
Thank you to
Stephanie Ford, for without her generous heart, none of this
would have ever happened.
I’ll never forget Miss Scarlet
O’Hara and all she gave to me, especially
the gift of herself and now her
God Bless us all.