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When I entered high school I was living five miles in the country, and my folks had to furnish my transportation to school. I rode my horse Gunny back and forth to school each day.
This day it had rained and then rained some more and was still raining when Gunny and I started home. I was letting Gunny walk down the wagon tracks and the tracks made by the few cars that came along, because it was so much easier for him.
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