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My Work Was Entirely Nonfiction.

It's Easy To Talk To A Horse If You Understand His Language. Horses Stay The Same From The Day They Are Born Until The Day They Die. They Are Only Changed By The Way People Treat Them.

He Had No Money And No Home; He Lived Entirely On The Road Of The Racing Circuit, Sleeping In Empty Stalls, Carrying With Him Only A Saddle, His Rosary, And His Books...the Books Were The Closest Thing He Had To Furniture, And He Lived In Them The Way Other Men Live In Easy Chairs.

His Books Were The Closest Thing He Had To Furniture And He Lived In Them The Way Other Men Live In Easy Chairs.

Honestly, I Expected To Get A Cold Reception Because Of My Subject Matter. But When Editors Took A Look At The Story I Had To Tell, And Saw That This Was Not A Parochial Story At All, They Really Warmed To It