Beth Jones was one of my first horseshoeing clients when I moved to Eagle Point in 1986. Although we only visited for an hour or so while I trimmed her horses we became good friends over the years. It must have been nearly twenty years ago that Beth contracted breast cancer. At the same time she experienced a terrible family tragedy. Beth battled cancer almost the entire time that I knew her while she held a full time job and raised a son. A few times when I came to trim her horses she had a bandanna covering her head following chemo therapy. She never let it get her down. I never saw her act depressed. She never complained. She never lost her prettiness or her love of life and a big part of her life was her horses. After Joyce and I married she and Joyce became good friends. They swapped pickles and jam and tomato plants for fish that Beth caught on her annual fishing trip to Alaska with her boyfriend who became her husband a few years ago. I never met him but he must be a heck of a wonderful man. He posted on Facebook yesterday that Beth had passed away from complications of pneumonia. She was way too young. Beth is such a great roll model for us all. The last time I saw her she said she didn't talk about her cancer with other people because she didn't want or need their pity. She was the bravest and most courageous person I have ever met. Joyce and I feel a great loss but it is tempered by the knowledge that Beth is riding free and perfect with her dogs following her through green, flowered pastures with flowing waters.