I saw in The London Free Press this morning that a fire near Guelph, Ontario killed 43 horses. Before I started reading, I stopped. “May this article focus on the loss of life, and the sadness that creates, rather than on the economic impact of this loss to the horse racing industry.”
I know that the financial ramifications are a legitimate cause for concern. After all, many families probably have been hit hard. Dreams may have been shattered. All this is important. But I think everything pales before the sanctity of life and the love of one being for another.
Here are some words from the story, in chronological order:
“We have no idea yet” what caused the fire.
The blaze was described as a multimillion-dollar loss.
The operation near Guelph will continue despite the blow.
“We are thinking of the horses that lost their lives, but also those people who relied on those horses for their jobs.”
He called the blaze “devastating” to the tight-knit racing community, which others noted has been rocked by the closing of smaller tracks and the loss of provincial slot machine revenue to fund racing purses.
“It’s almost like losing a child. These horses, they’re every part of your life … On Christmas morning, when other people are opening gifts with their kids and stuff like that, we’re out at the farm making sure they’re (the horses) taken care of first.”
The most prominent horse lost was Apprentice Hanover, who won about $1 million in purses over his career.
The horses lost were likely trapped in their stalls and couldn’t flee.
“We are all emotionally attached to these animals.”
All very human responses
All to be honoured
God bless us, every one