When I lived in Maine I vaguely knew the Gray family. The daughter, Lendon, was about my age and we rode the bus together. I was so jealous of her because she lived in a big house and had horses. Her mother was a competitive show jumper and I remember seeing her occasionally when I would go to the local horse shows. She had a horse named "Easy Breeze." They seemed like such an amazing pair. I thought Lendon had the perfect life.
Later, on in the summer of 1960, I went to an awesome camp in Vermont called Teela Wooket. Lendon's Uncle Arthur ran it. I remember getting in trouble fairly often for bringing back dead things, dead rats, dead birds, etc. but Lendon usually got me out of trouble. Lendon introduced me to raspberry popsicles and I still think of her if I eat one.
Interestingly, in 2008 I was watching some show jumping on TV, and they showed a horse who was in training for the Olympics. They mentioned that his trainer was 'the fantastic Lendon Gray, the US Equestrian Team trainer'. "Lendon!" I googled her and sure enough, it was my Lendon Gray! I can't say I am surprised. Back then she was tall and skinny and had long dark hair. But it's still my Lendon!