I could ride horses if I helped clean the stables, but the only horse I was allowed to ride was Jughead. He had a green visor with white polka dots on his bridle. Jughead bucked me off from time to time.
Two Summers (1978)
Roy Schlegel
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Jughead! Such a great name for a horse!

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