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I was told my Grandpa, John Correa was in this picture. 
He was in charge of the Mule Gang on Oahu, Hawaii.

Like the set owned by my Grandpa, 
Manuel Gouveia, 
Oahu, Hawaii 
Below are pictures from my home in Glencoe, California

Murphy and I, the last time he had colic. 
This is just before having to be put down. 
One of the worse days of my life. 

My boy Murphy in better days. 
This was his home from 2001 to 2011. He was my horse from Feb of 1997 to 2011. I got him when he was 7 years old.
He was a great horse. 
His AQHA registered name was Tivios Lacey, 
but I called him Murphy. 
I miss him everyday. 

Dancer and Buckshot, 2008 

My boy Murphy.
Some say I saved his life.
But in reality, he saved mine.

Murphy's Barn was built by my Dad and I, 
my brothers Vernon and Howard, 
and my nephew John in 2003.

I called him Mac. 
He was almost 30 year old when I got him in 2002. 
This was his home until 2011 
when he finally couldn't go any longer.
The Vet said he was at least 40 when he died. 
While he was with us, he had a good life. 
I felt we owed him that! 
He was the only real Bombproof Horse 
that I've ever really known. 
It was easy to trust him.

If you're wondering what a picture of an old typewriter, my new Ruger "Birdshead Vaquero in .45 ACP, 
and a holster is doing here? Well, so am I!
Every time I try to remove them, poor old Mac is removed as well for some unknown reason.
So basically, we're stuck with them.
This page is just sort of stuck with it!

Tom Correa 2012