Thirty feet in the air on a lift fixing a gutter on the barn, Jack Fisher heard Connor Hankin call out, “Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?”
The trainer looked down and said, “Why, what’s going on?” It could have been anything, really. A loose shoe on a horse, some broken tack, a stuck tractor, Roscoe the donkey was lost, maybe Hankin had an exam to study for and would have to miss the next week’s jump races. But Fisher had a gutter to fix.
“You might want to come down from the lift for this,” Hankin said.