The first time I met Kelly, I didn't exactly know what to think about him. He had a scruffy face of whiskers, an old beat-up truck that barely ran, and a horse trailer that was so rusted out you could see through it. This was the man that was going to take my horse for 30 days? He came to get my horse to train her for me because I heard that Kelly did a really good job. I had my doubts, but I was willing to give him a chance. I wondered what kind of man he really was. Was this the man I could look to for advice? Would he meet all my expectations of him? I couldn't wait to find out as we got to know each other better. Ultimately all I wanted to do was get to know the man better who I had heard...