To give it up.” Dan Patch’s owner responded with the equivalent of “Are you nuts? I’m making so much money and donating a lot to this beautiful church. What if I gave more money?” The pastor responded, “What do you think we are? Catholics? We don’t sell indulgences! But —
This is fantastic! What a terrific story!
“— you have a point about the donations. Let me pray on it.” A few days later the pastor has a plan. They will baptize Dan Patch and make him a member of the church. Then Dan Patch can tithe 10% of his winnings.” Problem solved. So not only was Dan Patch a horse, he was a Methodist horse.
I have no idea if this story is real or not but I’m delighted either way, thank you
Honestly neither am I. But it’s a great story, right? 🤣 And just now I realized that Dining Hall on Dan Patch Ave is run by the Methodist church I currently attend. It’s like Dan Patch’s destiny and mine are intertwined.
A horse would be an observant Methodist — no drinking, no cards, no dancing. And the horse isn’t gambling, he’s just doing his job.
Was he carousing with the fillies, though?
Exactly