Uncle Harry was the first one to introduce me to the world of horses. I was very young in this photo, but I remember it clearly. “Holly, do you want to ride Molly?” He said with a soft grin on his face. I looked up at this pony, then at him with the utmost excitement knowing that we almost had similar names. Before that day, I’ve never seen a pony this close, and I just remember thinking she was perfect. Harry was incredibly patient and took his time leading her and I around the arena until I was ready to be done, but I could have stayed here forever. This memory is incredibly special and will always hold a special place in my heart. He was a very kind, intelligent and inspirational man. He will be greatly missed by many.