20 Years....

That last post got me reminiscing....20 years ago.

So here's the deal.....I flew back to Cinncitucky International. Jump seat out of SFO, if memory serves.... Met up with Gator at the airport. Played golf, loaded up a huge motor home and rumbled north to the race with Gator at the wheel. Race day, had seats between turns 3-4. It was time. Walked forever across the infield to find a payphone. Called a friend in California about some bar results. Passed. Lap #3 at Indy. Don't remember much about the walk back. Smiling to much will do that to you. The rum did flow that day. 10 feet tall and bulletproof.

I was sworn in on June 6, 1989.

20 years...........