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The approach of the hurricane taking aim at Florida this year, its storm clouds muddying the sky, made me think of him again.  He was every rider’s dream come true, a once-in-a-lifetime horse.  Of all the horses that inhabited our Tampa stable, he holds the blue ribbon in my heart. Born on my birthday in 1969, he showed promise right from the start: a large, boisterous colt, he was up and around shortly after birth.  Although his color could have changed once he shed his baby coat, it didn’t, and he remained one of those rarities, a midnight black Thoroughbred.  John Fogerty had a song that was popular at the time, and my dad let me name my horse after the title:  Midnight Special. I was old enough to partake of his training, and as time went on, he and I would reward ourselves after a particularly good lesson by…