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On July 26, 2002, the Tucson Dressage Club lost one of its staunchest supporters and dearest friends. Stephanie Glock lost her battle with cancer, but she lived her life to the fullest to the very end.
Stephanie was one of the founding members of TDC over 25 years ago. She has been our membership chair for at least the past eight years. She actually held the job so long no one can really remember when she began doing it.
Stephanie contributed to our club in many other ways as well. She could often be seen at recognized shows scribing for the judge, scoring, running tests, and generally doing without complaint anything that needed to be done.
Although she didn't compete much in the past few years, she always remained an active rider. She and her husband, Bob, trail rode frequently and often went on excursions with the horses to Casa Grande and the Bowie/San Simon area. I gave her lessons on Neblig regularly until the treatments made her too ill to do so. She often came out to watch his work sessions and to provide support, encouragement, and a critical eye to our progress.
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Stephanie did show Neblig once at Training Level. She earned two 75%, and said that was good enough for her. She didn't show him again!
However, she worked hard in her lessons and was an accomplished Second/Third Level rider. She frequently got better flying changes out of Neblig than I did.
I didn't now much about Stephanie's career other than she worked for many years at the University of Arizona Animal Lab, and for the past several years she worked alongside her husband. She approached her work there with the same dedication and skill that she applied to her riding, always giving her absolute best.
One of the last times I spoke with Stephanie, she told me that she was at peace with where she was at both mentally and spiritually. The last five years of Stephanie's life have been the happiest for her. She married a wonderful man; saw her son Chris graduate from college; and witnessed her son's wedding.
When she first learned that the cancer had returned, I had been looking for a dressage school-master for her. Instead of getting her fancy "sports car" of a horse, she bought a sports car to go tooling around town. She and Bob drove to Mt. Lemmon with
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