Monday, July 15, 2013

Secret Lives of Horses | 7/15/2013

Wilbur the Thoroughbred

By Mary Jane Howell, Photography by Gary Knoll

The 30-year-old Thoroughbred gelding is a graying bundle of contradictions. He has a lip tattoo, yet he never made it to the starting gate. He adores his paddock-mate Charlie, but he has to take a mouthful from each feed tub and hay pile before he shares with his best friend. He is sure that his human mom – Jean Rohland – adores him, even though, when he was younger he frequently bit her, making her arms and legs an interesting shade of blue.

What's not to love about a horse who is absolutely so sure of himself, and expects you to fall in line as well?

Jean Rohland is a lifelong horsewoman with a penchant for hunters. She lived and worked near Rochester, New York, but moved to Aiken five years ago with her husband Rob, and Wilbur, of course. She likes to point out that she got her horse six weeks before she married Rob.

Wilbur has a very faded tattoo on his upper lip, so Jean knows he had been at some racetrack, although there is no record of his ever making a start. His official name was Good Ol Will, not exactly an inspired name for a racehorse. His pedigree was equally nondescript: His sire was a stakes-winner named Gala Harry and his dam was a lightly raced mare named Devilish Miss. The first six years of his life are veiled in mystery.

When Jean first came across Wilbur he was competing in his very first jumper class, clearing the 3' 6" fences as if they were nothing – there weren’t any lower classes at that time. When the class was over, there was a line of trainers waiting to buy the 7-year-old, but fortunately for Jean, her trainers Betsy Hoppell and Stewart Moran were first in line.

"They showed him in First Year Green for a year," recalls Jean. "I bought him the following year and started in the Amateur Owner division. I was really lucky to get him, but, boy, did he have some quirky habits.

"He had a bad biting habit. He would swing his head around when you were braiding or tacking up and grab whatever body part he could get a hold of. I did have bruises all over my arms and legs that first year! There was one time when I was jogging him in hand and I had to keep going faster and faster because I heard his teeth gnashing behind me – not a comfortable feeling."

Wilbur's saving grace was that he could jump the moon. Because of that, the pair collected ribbons galore for the seven years they competed. They were regulars on the Syracuse PHA circuit and throughout Zone 2. In 1996 and 1997 they were the Amateur Owner Hunter Champions for Zone 2. Jean was also proud of the fact that each year of competition they qualified for the National Horse Show.

"Wilbur was well-known around the circuit," says Jean. "He was such a showman – he loved the crowd and the applause. The more excitement there was, the better he liked it."

Wilbur was one of those horses who had to be lunged for ages before showing, and Jean figures they competed in about 20 shows a year. Whenever she thought she could get away without lunging, she came to regret it once they were in the ring.
The showman act carried over to the paddock at home. "His large paddock was by a four-way stop. One minute he would be quietly grazing and the next he would be putting on a Wild West bucking show for the benefit of any stopped cars. The minute there was no traffic he would go straight back to grazing."

If Wilbur was turned out in an outdoor paddock with jumps, Jean and Rob found themselves running out to take the obstacles down because Wilbur would be jumping everything – no matter the width or height – just for the fun of it.

By the end of Jean's career with Wilbur she had changed trainers, working with Gail Miller of Lehman Farms in Pittsford, New York, since Betsy Hoppell had moved to Florida. Wilbur then took Gail's daughter Leslie through the Children’s and Junior divisions and continued on as a successful Children's Hunter, bringing multiple championships to several young riders.

When he was 22, he was retired from the show ring and would take Jean or her friends on leisurely hacks, something he hated to do in his prime. Now Wilbur lives in Aiken, where he is enjoying the milder climate.

"He was having a lot of trouble keeping weight on during those long, cold New York winters," says Jean. "When we got to Aiken and pulled him off the trailer he came to a dead halt when he saw all the green grass. He couldn't believe his eyes."


When they first arrived in town, Jean rode Wilbur when time allowed, since she had a new horse she was competing. Then, in 2010, Wilbur started to have suspensory issues and Jean officially retired him.

These days he lives at Dawn Sposato's Hollywood Farm and is the beloved friend of Charlie, Wendy Gutfarb's retired hunter who was profiled in the previous Secret Lives column.

"Charlie and Wilbur keep each other young," laughs Dawn. "They have been together for nearly two years and it is amazing to watch them race and entertain each other."

Dawn does admit, however, that Wilbur doesn't suffer fools.

"He is incredibly opinionated, whether the subject is blankets or the position of the feed tubs. I am sure he thinks of me as 'staff,' and if he thinks I am out of line on any issue then he will start snapping his teeth."
If Dawn feeds five minutes late, Wilbur is in an uproar, and he has to sample food from both his and Charlie's feed bucket to make sure they are both getting the exact same meal. Same goes for the hay piles – he always checks each portion of hay to make sure Charlie is not getting something tastier. Fortunately Charlie is the easy-going type.

"I try to make their lives wonderful," says Dawn of her senior boarders. "They've worked hard and deserve to have a pleasurable retirement. Wilbur and Charlie are happy old horses, but they can still get silly."

Recently a 2-year-old filly wandered over to Dawn’s from a neighboring farm, spending most of the night outside of Wilbur and Charlie's paddock. She had the two old geldings in such a tizzy that even when she was back home, they yearned to see her and spent hours craning their necks over the fence boards trying to catch a glimpse of her.

"They didn't eat for a day or two and it took two weeks to get them back to normal," says Dawn.

There's obviously a lot of life left in the two old gentleman!


This article is copyrighted and first appeared in The Aiken Horse. It is reprinted here by permission.

Monday, July 8, 2013

Remembering Aiken's Horsemen | 7/8/2013

Marilynn Riviere

By Mary Jane Howell


Marilynn Himes Riviere came from a family that included a United States congressman (her father, Joseph Himes), an oil tycoon (grandfather Charles A. Canfield), and an aunt who married one of the great stars of the silent screen (Daisy Canfield Moreno). Is it any wonder, with this family history, that Marilynn marched to the beat of her own drum?

Although she died in the fall of 1998 at her home in Aiken, "Marilynn stories" abound to this day. Whether it is a tale of her pet emu getting loose and scaring the young Thoroughbreds on the Aiken Training Track, or a recollection of her kindness to the Australian Three-Day Event team when they were in Aiken before the 1996 Atlanta Olympics, anyone who crossed paths with her has at least one great story to tell.

It would have been easy for Marilynn to live the life expected of a politician's daughter – marry well, have children, toe the line. The fact that she bucked tradition but still remained the darling of Washington society speaks volumes about her warmth, integrity and sense of fun.

Marilynn's grandfather on her mother's side was Charles Adelbert Canfield, a miner and an oil man who made a fortune in Los Angeles and Mexico during the latter part of the 19th century. Charles and his wife lived in LA and had seven children, including Daisy Canfield Moreno, who married the screen star Antonio Moreno. Another daughter, Eilleen, became the wife of Joseph Himes, an Ohio Congressman who was a man of considerable import in Washington.

Eilleen and Joseph had three children. Canfield was the oldest; Katrina the youngest. The middle child, Marilynn, was born in 1921. She grew up in Frederick, Maryland in her family's mansion, which was called Prospect Hall. Built around 1787, Prospect Hall was a three-story Greek revival with its own zoo. (There is even a picture of Marilynn and her two siblings, each playing with a baby tiger cub out on the lawn.) Over the centuries, the house had played host to visitors from George Washington to Harry Truman and was one of the most important historical homes in the state. Congressman Himes also maintained a residence in Washington on New Hampshire Avenue, a home that was the center of many of the city's prominent social functions.

Horses were an integral part of Marilynn's life from a very early age. Family scrapbooks contain newspaper clippings of her at age 4 getting ready to show at the Washington Riding and Hunt Club. The society pages of the Washington papers were filled with horse show results, and there was an amazing amount of coverage of Marilynn's rides. Her favorite pony was named Peggy and got equal billing.

Marilynn lived a luxurious life. The children were often shown off at balls held at Prospect Hall. They were also given a certain amount of freedom to develop their individuality. From a young age, Marilynn felt the need to make her own decisions, usually involving animals. For example, the Himes girls were sent to camp in Norfolk, Connecticut each summer. The letters from Joseph Himes to Marilynn still exist. Here is an excerpt from one, dated August 17, 1932:
 
"My dear I am just as anxious to have you have a good time and to have the things you want… but you poor half-witted creature, you cannot come trotting down to New York with four rabbits and a flock of turtles. It just isn't being done, and if you do it the only thing I know to do is to send both you and the rabbits to some stockyard to be kept there until we leave for Washington…"

When Marilynn was 18 she had her coming out, and her debutante balls and teas were covered by every paper in the Washington area. A columnist for the Washington Star wrote a brief account of Marilynn, leading up to the debutante season, nailing a personality that was exactly the same decades later:

"A love of bantering makes her an entertaining companion. Of a sociable nature, she likes people who are spontaneous and democratic. She has a way of getting into difficulties and of laughingly working her way out…. She finds time for riding, swimming and Princeton weekends. She is fond of sailboats, speed boats, slacks, avocados, graham crackers and those members of the opposite sex who do not refer to her diminutive size."

She stood 4' 11".

When her debutante days were over and she had finished school (Holton Arms in Washington), Marilynn turned her attention to flying. The nation was in the middle of World War II and she wanted to do her part. She received her private, commercial and her instructor's licenses by 1944. In the spring of that year, her father accompanied her to St. Cloud, Minnesota, where she was an instructor at the Van Air Service, a U.S. Army training school. Even when she was a half-country away, the Washington papers followed her career. The headline from a column in the Washington Times-Herald was: "Post-Deb in War: Petite Marilynn Himes Teaches Men to Fly."

When the war was over, Marilynn returned to Washington, bought her own plane (named My Sin) and along with her miniature French poodle Sinner, would take to the skies at a moment's notice. She would often fly to Rehoboth Beach, Delaware, for a picnic and a swim, and be back in Washington in time for dinner. Rehoboth Beach would play an important part in her life a few years down the road – it was there in 1948 that a helicopter pilot asked if she would like to fly along with him. She did, fell in love with the helicopter and promptly sold her plane. She became one of only nine female helicopter pilots in the country, and the only one with an instructor's rating.

Marilynn found a job transporting planes from military bases across the country to Washington for civilian purchases. On the ground, she became very involved with the Washington Animal Rescue League, serving on its board and oftentimes becoming the public face of the organization. She was also in the Tail-Waggers Club, an organization begun in Washington in 1937. Marilynn became president of the club in the late 1940s and found her niche when she helped develop a 15-minute television show on WMAL that aired once a week. The program offered information for pet owners, and there were always guest appearances by a wide-variety of animals, from injured owls to chimpanzees to bears. Marilynn co-hosted the show with Bryson Rash, ABC's White House correspondent.

The show was filmed in the Commonwealth Building, located on K Street in downtown Washington. Marilynn was responsible for getting all the animals to the studio, which often led the elevator operator to question his choice of jobs. On several occasions Marilynn shared the elevator with a tall, good-looking man named Joseph Riviere, who worked for an investment firm several floors above the television studio. Then one day, Bryson Rash was held up at the White House and Marilynn needed a second pair of hands on the show. She recalled the tall man on the elevator, and had one of the cameramen fetch him. Luckily for her, he came, was a good sport about the menagerie, and they instantly hit it off.

Marilynn and Joseph (Paul) Riviere were married in 1951 in Sea Island, Georgia. The official wedding photographs show that Marilynn's poodle stood by her side throughout the ceremony. The couple made their residence in Washington, although it wasn't long after they were married that Paul served as a captain in the US Air Force, commanding a squadron in the Korean War.

The couple had two sons, Scott and Rhett (known in Aiken as Tiger), and it was because of the boys that Marilynn discovered Aiken.

"My uncle Canfield had a winter home in Cuernavaca, Mexico, and one year my mother attended one of his huge parties," explains Scott. "For some reason the topic of conversation turned to Aiken and the prep school that was located in the town. We were dividing our time between Washington and Florida and mom thought it was time to find a proper boarding school that would take both me and my pony."

Scott attended Aiken Prep first, starting in 1963, bringing his pony and cockatoo along. Tiger followed suit a few years later. During her visits to Aiken, Marilynn fell in love with the Pink House on Easy Street, which, unfortunately for her, was not for sale. There was a lot going on in Marilynn's life in the 1960s and early 70s. In no particular order some of the things she was involved with included flying helicopters (she was a charter member of the Whirly Girls – a club founded in 1955 for female helicopter pilots); her home on Key Biscayne became the go-to place for members of President Nixon's Secret Service, Cabinet, and visiting press while they were in town; she restored an antique fire engine (a 1917 American LaFrance) which she then parked in one of the three houses that made up her compound on Key Biscayne; and she was a mascot of sorts for the Washington Mounted Police, who would visit her in Florida and later come to Aiken to perform during the Spring Steeplechase.

She adored Aiken's Horse Show in the Woods, and one of the favorite memories of both Scott and Tiger is when they competed together in the family class – all mounted on chestnuts.

When the Pink House came up for sale in 1970, Marilyn finally made her move to Aiken. She filled the house with a variety of birds, seven dogs and a large six-legged Burmese tortoise named Legs. Sometimes there might even be a visiting mule. Dinner guests never knew what to expect, and that was the way Marilynn liked it.

"My mother just didn't live somewhere – she enveloped the place," says Tiger. "Times were always fun, she wanted people to laugh and enjoy themselves."

Marilynn was involved with the Aiken SPCA, the Hitchcock Woods, the Aiken Driving Club, and the development of The Alley in downtown Aiken, to name but a few of her favorite projects.

Peter Gray, a former Chairman of the Board for the Hitchcock Woods Foundation, has a delectable memory of Marilynn. Marilynn was a trustee of the foundation, and she was very much involved with the Ax Club, which was a group of volunteers who went out into the woods to clear and maintain trails and jumps.

"The Ax Club was very active in those days," says Peter. "I went to help one day and we went into the Woods on foot. Marilynn prepared a picnic lunch for the workers. She drove into the Woods in a Rolls Royce and her butler set out a picnic table complete with table cloth and fine china."


Marilynn helped revitalize the Aiken Steeplechase along with Charlie Bird, bringing her own flair to the project. For some reason, there had once been mule races at the Aiken Steeplechase and she was all for bringing them back. She held an annual fundraising party for the Aiken Steeplechase Association. At it, her guests donated money for the privilege of pulling straws for various mules. Usually the racing mules were pulled out of some farmer's field the day of the race. Not Marilynn's, however. She had her own mule, a fleet-footed animal named The White Tornado. The White Tornado would be sequestered for months before the race. He was trained by Nancy Cummings, who worked for Paxton Stables, and on the day of the race, his rider was the Canadian jockey Billy Bradfield. The others entries never stood a chance.

Even while she lived at the Pink House, Marilynn yearned for a farm. Dissuaded by friends from buying land out of town, she eventually purchased part of the old Pinkerton estate, Tip Top Two, which was off Grace Avenue. Her horses were moved into the stable, and in the little cottage on the grounds she housed everything from roosters to exotic birds to an emu. Marilynn renamed the property Hidden Stables.

"That was her place to play – a secret hideaway of sorts," says Scott.

Marilynn had a few Thoroughbreds, which she kept at her farm. One day, a gate was left open, and her pet emu innocently followed the young horses across Two Notch Road and onto the Training Track. It is easy to imagine the chaos an emu caused during morning training. John Gaver, who trained for Greentree Stables, nearly had a heart attack when he saw his beautifully bred youngsters galloping riderless around the track.

"There is no doubt that Marilynn was one-of-a-kind," says her longtime friend Sam Erb, the proprietor of the Westside Bowery, "In 1979 she bought the building that houses our bar, then leased it back to us. She had a vision for The Alley and wasn't shy about getting people interested in properties."

Marilynn was behind getting the win photos and stable silks hung on the walls, giving the Bowery its unique equestrian ambiance. Sam recalls that Marilynn and Joan Tower (one of the founders and the first director of the Aiken Thoroughbred Hall of Fame) both liked the same table for lunch, and it was always a race to see who would arrive first. For lunch, Marilynn had a white omelet, and a martini in the afternoon – she never wavered from her favorites! She also would often bring in one of her pet parrots, who would sit on her knee throughout lunch and say "hello" to each new customer.

Jeannie Groat, who lives in Aiken, recalls that Marilynn (along with several others) played a joke on Joan Tower that is still remembered today:

"The movie 101 Dalmatians had come out and perhaps some of us thought that Joan was a bit like Cruella de Ville. So while she was having lunch one day at the Bowery we painted black spots on her white car," says Jeannie. "When she came out it took her a while to recognize her car, and we all held our breath – but she had a good laugh about it!"

The mere mention of Marilynn's name around town brings stories of parties, examples of her many kindnesses to people, her behind-the-scenes activities, and always a regretful shake of the head from people who miss her spirit of adventure and her sense of fun. Marilynn Riviere was nothing if not a true original, a person who helped make Aiken an exciting and unforgettable place.


This article is copyrighted and first appeared in The Aiken Horse. It is reprinted here by permission.

Monday, July 1, 2013

Questions About Dressage | Ask The Judge | 7/1/2013


Questions About Dressage

With Amy McElroy

Amy McElroy is an FEI competitor and a USEF R judge, qualified to officiate at any USEF recognized show at all national dressage levels. She rides, trains and teaches at Fairlane Farm in Aiken and judges between 15 and 20 dressage shows and events each year. In her popular Ask the Judge column, she answers readers' questions about dressage. Do you have a question for Amy? Send her an email at McElroyDRM@aol.com.
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Dear Amy,

I recently went to a dressage schooling show, where I scored quite well on my test. I was sharing my excitement with some of my dressage friends, and one of them said I should not be so excited about my score because the judge was not a "real judge." What does that mean?

-Somewhat Confused
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Dear Confused,

I first would like to congratulate you on a successful dressage test. I am sure that what your friend meant was that the judge did not have an official judge's license. In the state of South Carolina, at any dressage show or combined test that is not recognized, the show is not required to have a licensed judge. An unrecognized show in South Carolina is one that is not sanctioned by the South Carolina Dressage and Combined Training Association (SCDCTA), the United States Equestrian Federation (USEF), the United States Dressage Federation (USDF) or the United States Eventing Association (USEA). The rules in other states vary.

Show managers put great thought into hiring judges that they feel are competent to officiate at their shows. It is important to have a good judge, because the quality of the judging is a reflection on the show. Just because a judge is not licensed, it does not mean that he or she is not a good judge. Some unrated schooling shows do offer judges with licenses, and any recognized show is required to use a judge with a USEF license.

Let's talk about the licenses that you might see listed next to a judge's name in a show program. If there is not a rating next to the judge's name, you can look the judge up on the SCDCTA website (for licensed state judges) or the USEF website under "licensed judges."

Judge Licenses and Ratings

Unrecognized Judge: an unrecognized judge can officiate at an unrecognized schooling show. There is no license or training required. Judges should, of course, be thoroughly familiar with the sport and with its rules.

SCDCTA Approved Judge: To judge an SCDCTA schooling show, the judge must be approved by that association. In order to be approved, a judge must have competed successfully and have earned certain minimum scores in the level at which they are judging. For example, if you have competed successfully up through the Fourth Level, you would be eligible to apply for approval to judge up to the Fourth Level. Approved judges are also required to attend an SCDCTA judge's forum every other year to keep their approval current.

USDF L graduate: L graduates can officiate at any unrated show. These judges have had formal instruction in judging. In order apply to become an L graduate, candidates must have met a list of criteria. For instance, they need to have earned certain minimum scores at least through the Second Level. If they are approved for the L program, they then go through four sessions of training administered by the USDF. The program includes written and oral components, as well as scribing. The "L" is a prerequisite for entering a USEF r program. If you want to move on to the r, you must be an "L with distinction" (L*), which means that you have passed your L testing at an excellent level.

USEF r (recorded judge.) The r judge ("r" in the lower case) is allowed to judge at any recognized show through the Second Level. These judges have passed the L program with distinction and they have met other stringent criteria. For instance, one criterion is that they need to have a certain number of good scores at Fourth Level or above. Once approved to enter a program, the r candidate undergoes formal training and extensive apprentice work under judges approved by the USEF for judge training. To graduate, you must pass an oral and written exam and have completed all the required apprenticeships. After that, candidates are reviewed by the USEF. Judges that have earned an r are well-versed in scoring and vocabulary and have a methodology for placing riders correctly.

USEF R (Registered Judge). The R judge ("R" in the upper case) is allowed to judge at any recognized show through the Fourth Level. The R judge has passed the L program with distinction and has earned the r license. In order to apply be an R candidate, a judge must have met a number of criteria, such as having judged a certain number of shows, and having good scores from Prix St. Georges Level or above, to name a few. Once approved into a program, they will have formal training and extensive apprentice work, including practice judging. To pass, candidates must take a written and oral exam. Scores from these exams and evaluations of all the apprentice work will be taken into consideration. Anyone who earns an R is a confirmed and respected professional judge.

USEF S (Senior Status). The S is the highest ranking that the USEF offers. These judges can officiate at all levels through the Grand Prix. Prerequisites for getting into an S program include earning the R, having scores through the Grand Prix Level, and judging many shows and classes at Fourth Level, just to name a few. S candidates undergo more formal training and apprenticeship. At the end, they must pass the S tests (oral and written) and their apprentice work is reviewed. Judges who have earned an S are highly experienced and should be well-respected.

I hope this gives you insight on how judges are classified by the associations. Quite apart from these ratings, there are ways to assess the job that a particular judge may have done at a show.

Good judges:

  1. Show pleasure in their work.
  2. Have an objective attitude.
  3. Have complete understanding of the test.
  4. Have an ability to assess the whole picture.
  5. Stay on time.
  6. Give comments and numbers that match.
  7. Can give helpful remarks.
  8. Can assess the best part of your test, and tell you what still needs work.

If you liked your judge, or did not care for your judge, not matter what his or her rating or licensing status, be sure to fill out the evaluation forms that are available at all SCDCTA and USEF and USEA shows.

As the great German dressage judge Gustav Rau once said, "Judging dressage means the self conquest of the judge for the benefit of truth and justice."


This article is copyrighted and first appeared in The Aiken Horse. It is reprinted here by permission.