Arts, Crafts, Music, & Events of Breckinridge County Issue 8, January 2016 | Page 36

parents, the less fortunate, and most vulnerable that cannot care for
themselves. They are the ones that try to insure peace, morals, and the
value of all others. I will choose the mules and ordinary people any day
over the racehorses and most people of fame. I am not calling anyone’s
grandma, grandpa, or parents a mule, but, if we all stop and think about
it, the reason we remember and honor these people and others who
have inspired us, watched over us, and taught us, long after they are
dead and gone, are not for their racehorse qualities of being beautiful,
winning a trophy once in their lives, being worth a good sum of money, or
being in the light for a short time. We remember them for the qualities
they share with the mules. They worked hard, they were loyal and cared
for us day after day, they never asked for or expected big things for
themselves, and they gave their all to the people they cared about in
their family and also out in the community. They did this for all of us until
they finally became too old and worn out to carry on and went to their
rest.
Now, you know most of the reasons t hat I am tenderhearted towards
mules and like the creatures so much. I hope all this rambling I did in this
short essay made sense in the end.
©Lois Tanner 2015