From a Conversation with the Pelham Town Historian

Michael Page's Journey to the Olympics

“The girl has some promise, but the boy should give it up.” So said Boris LaBoux, the instructor at the Split Rock Riding Academy in Pelham Manor when Barbara Page took her son Michael to try the thing he wanted to do most of all: ride horses. Actually, he was Colonel Boris LaBoux, or Laboudinsky as he was known while an officer in the Czar’s cavalry before fleeing the Bolshevik Revolution with his wife (a purported Russian princess) and two children. Perhaps his Russian noble background explained why he could not see how the boy’s passion could compensate for a perceived lack of natural ability. Maybe he could not comprehend the American attitude that anyone can achieve anything by working hard at it and that if it was a matter of genes, Americans being of such a great melting pot, could dig up one somewhere in one’s DNA to fit the need. Whatever the reason, Colonel Boris LaBoux would never have imagined that the boy he so quickly dismissed would go on to become Pelham's greatest equestrian and most decorated Olympic athlete.

Michael Page lived at 886 James Street and, in a recent conversation with the Town Historian, tells of spending his early childhood in Pelham, attending Siwanoy School, Pelham Junior High and Pelham Memorial High School. But you won’t find him in the PMHS 1956 yearbook; His family moved to Briarcliff Manor a few months before graduation. “My mother had wander lust,” he says now. The riding bug struck early, he recalls, from watching old movies about the Pony Express and seeing what a horse could do with a rider on its back. The old Russian Colonel deterred him not a whit and by age 15, he was on his bike every day to Twin Lakes in Eastchester (then called Saddle Tree Farm) to ride horses.

His mother was first to take him to try riding, but Michael credits his father, Owen, for allowing him to take an unconventional path in life. “My father knew what it meant to pursue a passion,” he says. “While his siblings all went off to Ivy League colleges, my father became a Shakespearean actor before going to college.” At his father’s urging, Michael shipped off to England with a suitcase and a saddle, trading traditional summer camp for classical riding school. When he returned to Pelham, he started showing, riding an old remount horse at Saddle Tree.  In the midst of moving from Pelham to Briarcliff in his senior year of high school, he qualified for medal finals at Madison Square Garden where he won the AHSA Medal Finals and placed third in the ASPCA Maclay.

Like his father, he deferred college and spent the next several years in an unbelievable adventure hop-scotching across two continents and devoting his full time and attention to becoming the greatest event rider in the United States. After stints in Switzerland, France and then Germany, Michael returned to the French Cavalry School at Saumur as one of the first group of civilians to attend the non-commissioned officer’s course. It wasn’t long before French Colonel Margot who headed the school, took quite a different view of him than the Russian Colonel at Split Rock. “Starting tomorrow, you ride with the officers,” he told Michael. A nine-month commitment turned into two years of riding (without stirrups) as many as seven different horses a day, seven hours a day. “It was brutal,” he said in a later interview, “it either broke you, or you learned it.” He competed and placed sixth in the military division of the French National Championships at Fontainebleau.

Michael’s reputation as a great (and, at that time, rare) event rider reached the west coast of the United States. A telegram arrived from the U.S. Equestrian Team inviting him to ride at a private ranch in California and to train for the 3-Day team. It was there that he met “Copper Coin,” a horse that had already been to the Olympics for the Irish Team at the 1956 Stockholm Games. To call the horse feisty, would be an understatement, but Michael needed one with the stamina for a 22-mile classic Olympic 3-Day event. Re-named “Grasshopper” because he bucked like one, Michael later recalled him as “vicious.” “It took two people to hold him, and someone would throw me on because he wouldn’t stand still,” he said.  He ran Grasshopper full out, up a shale mountain to gain the horse’s respect. He achieved that and more with Grasshopper, winning an individual gold medal at the 1959 Pan American Games in Chicago and competing in the 1960 Olympic Games in Rome.

Michael was drafted in the U.S. Army later in 1960 and was on track to becoming an officer after basic training at Fort Dix. But senior officers in the Army Cavalry learned of Michael's skills and orders suddenly arrived from the Pentagon assigning him to  Fort Ord in Pebble Beach, California. It was a redux of his training at Saumur as he rode six different horses, six hours a day, this time at U.S., instead of French, military expense. At the next Pan American Games in 1963 at Sao Paulo, Michael and Grasshopper won both an individual and a team gold medal and a year later they were headed for the Olympic Games in Tokyo .... 

Grasshopper almost missed his third Olympic Games.  After suffering a concussion, his training had to stop just a month before departure.  He was nursed back to health in time for Michael Page to ride him in Tokyo and win a team silver medal. 

Grasshopper retired after the games and Michael dialed back on riding to help his father with the family business, traveling around the country in sales and judging at equestrian events along the way. But it wasn’t long before he was tapped again by the USET, paired with a new horse, named Foster, and met its groom, named Georgette. Georgette became his wife and Foster his new mount and the three of them were off together as Michael resumed his equestrian career. They earned a team gold and an individual bronze at the 1967 Pan American Games in Winnepeg.

Michael competed in his third Olympic Games in 1968 at Mexico City (see below) and won another team silver plus an individual bronze medal. While these would be the last Olympic Games where Michael rode, it was not the end of his Olympic career: he coached the Canadian 3-Day Event team at the 1976 Olympic Games in Montreal and served as “Chef D’Equipe” for the U.S. 3-Day Event Olympic team in 1988 at Seoul and 1992 at Barcelona.

In the 1980s, Michael and Georgette ran the Old Salem Farm in northern Westchester when it was owned by actor Paul Newman and then by hedge funder manager Paul Greenwood. He later became the resident trainer and instructor at the Kent School and stayed for 28 years. In 2018, Michael Page, still riding every day, was awarded the Lifetime Achievement Award by the United States Hunter/Jumper Association.  After a recent brush with death resulting in multiple fractured ribs, he decided that, now in his 80s, it was time to take a well-earned rest from his life-long passion.

Watch a video interview of Michael Page when he was awarded the USHJA Lifetime Achievement Award

Many thanks to Michael Page for sharing the story of his journey to the Olympics and personal photographs and information for this post.

From a Conversation with the Pelham Town Historian

Meg Gaillard Myles' Olympic Story

There are few sports where an athlete competes so alone as sailing in a single-handed boat. Once Mary Ellen “Meg” Gailliard (now Meg Myles) launched her dinghy from the seemingly endless rows of concrete boat launches in Athens and got an assist from her coach’s power boat to the starting line, it was just her in her boat, a “Europe Class Dinghy” of about 11 feet in length, not quite twice as long as her height.  No other crew members, no coach, the closest competitor yards away, not even any fans within shouting distance -- just her and the breeze the Greek’s call “meltemi,” a wind so hot that the Olympic sailors from cooler environments called it “melt-me.”  But on the day of the race, there was only calm with so little air movement, it probably would have been re-scheduled had it not been slotted for worldwide television coverage.

Meg had been preparing for this without really knowing it since early childhood: Pelham rec soccer and, at a time when there was no girl’s middle school team, boy’s JV soccer, swimming and diving in the summers, varsity lacrosse for four years at Sacred Heart in Greenwich and, of course, sailing, including competitive racing from the time she was ten through her four years at Connecticut College.  Inspiration (and probably a healthy dose of genes) came from her maternal grandmother, who was a competitive “yachter” (as sailing was then called), racking up trophies in a field of virtually all men in the 1940s to 1960s.  The four years leading up to the race had been fraught with personal and family challenges, overcome in no small part, she says, by support from the Pelham community.

To her, the greatest gift of participating in the Olympics is not the potential medal, but joining in the Olympic spirit of giving one’s all.  (She thinks the movie Eddie the Eagle really conveys this.)  In 2021, Meg was living in Jamestown, Rhode Island with her husband and then fourteen-year-old daughter.  She had continued to sail competitively, runs the sailing program at the Conanicut Yacht Club and heads the Conanicut Island Sailing Foundation, a not-for-profit dedicated to marine education and sailing.