Bizarre Horse Stories and More

A couple of things are on my mind tonight, I'm not sure why. You may have heard the story about Frank Hayes, who, on June 4, 1923, rode a filly named Sweet Kiss in a 12-jump steeplechase at Belmont Park in Elmont, New York, who won the race after her rider had died. Every time I read about that story I see more. This time, what I saw was the fact that no one ever rode Sweet Kiss again, they say out of superstition, but there seems to be no information about what happened to the filly after that race. She was retired, and one writer said she likely became a brood mare. But why is there no more information about her? I would like to know. Some day when it's earlier in the day, maybe I'll search this out a little bit more, but it appears that this whole story was just dropped like a hot potato, and I'm not sure why. The dilemma was, temporarily, at least, deciding if the win would be valid because the rider was dead. In the most recent version of the story I read that he fell to the ground after the race when they went to congratulate the jockey. That must have been a shocking experience. I had never read that before. It is very strange and very creepy, yes, but I would still like to read more about it. Frank Hayes was only 22 years old, he was a trainer, a stableman and a jockey, and this was apparently his only race too. How crazy is that? And after this happened the poor little filly got the nickname "Sweet Kiss of Death." I guess people didn't want to take the chance that they would die too if they rode her. That's just wild. But isn't everything? When you think about this crazy world, it is kind of like nothing surprises you anymore. I also didn't know that the horse John Henry was mean. He didn't like people. They say he had a habit of tearing his steel water and feed buckets off the stall walls and stomping them flat. I would say that would not be a horse you would want to have many dealings with. But I wish I could go back to reading about horses instead of people. Horses are nicer, in general, I think. I also watched Russell Brand tonight on Turning Point, USA, talking about Charlie Kirk, Ben Shapiro and Tucker Carlson, but he preaches better than talks about those people, because the news about those people is not that great, but it's pretty cool to hear him talk about Jesus and he hasn't even been a Christian a year. He is pretty intense, though. I'm sure he could irritate some people. But it's really great that he's been clean and sober for 23 years and credits the Lord for that. I didn't know he had been married to Katy Perry and that Katy Perry is dating Justin Trudeau. I may have known that but didn't deem it worth remembering. And he said Perry's mother was in the audience. He's just trying to follow God's call on his life, and it is pretty refreshing. Reminds me of when I was a new Christian. You can seem pretty intense to people, I suppose. But I'm going to wrap this up for now. There is just a stark contrast between the Frank Hayes story and the Russell Brand story that I find rather interesting this late at night, and I am choosing not to stay up until or 2:00 or 3:00 because I do need to be getting up at a fairly decent hour to meet my favorite cousin and his wife at 11:30 in the morning for lunch. So, I'm signing off now. I am very ticked at myself for spending so much time on my phone already. I knew I would do this while on break. Oh, well. These things are going to happen, and I am very grateful for God's mercy.