The memories live in the brass plaque bearing his name and affixed to the stall he once occupied. Memories are etched into his grave marker laid over him in the cemetery out behind the office.
Memory also lives in the reverence spoken at Claiborne Farm for this great horse who always left his visitors awestruck. Thousands of visitors passed through these gates to see him when he lived, for he was king of Thoroughbred horsedom.
Secretariat did not make Claiborne Farm. Long before Secretariat retired here at age 3 in the autumn of 1973, these thousands of historic acres had been home to some of the world’s most royally-bred Thoroughbred stallions. Yet not one of these stallions had drawn the same size crowds to Claiborne as had Secretariat. He was the people’s horse.
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