As a horse crazy little girl, Fury was my favorite show. I watched it in reruns in the Los Angeles area on Saturday mornings. In 1963, when I was seven, my parents gave me a Breyer horse, Fury, as a present, and I still have him, although the original paper saddle and aluminum bridle reins are gone. I was disappointed when the show disappeared and I haven't seen it in decades. After all these years, it isn't the humans I remember, but the gorgeous black horse.
Review of Fury
