10/08/2025
Shortly before John Henry left the plane, som**hing happened that took everyone present's breath away.
His loyal companion, groom, and friend, José Mercado, who had cared for and accompanied him for years, stepped to his side once more. With trembling hands, he wiped the tears from his eyes and whispered, "Farewell, my friend."
Then he slowly led the legendary racehorse from the plane to the transport box that would take him to his new home—the Kentucky Horse Park, where John Henry would spend his retirement.
It was a moment rarely experienced, even by long-time observers: Two souls—one human, one animal—connected by respect, trust, and shared time together.
Both—human and horse—seemed as if they knew exactly what this farewell meant.
And in John Henry's shining eyes, there was more than just light. There was understanding. Perhaps even a silent thank you.
A farewell full of dignity—between an extraordinary animal and the person who knew its heart.
