MyBlogPosts: Racing July 4th, 2009

It was another Saturday night and I was getting restless, so I headed over to the old race track that little 3/8th mile speedway (Grandview Speedway) where back in 1967 my father was the mechanic on the car that would take track championship. Winning a championship with the last flat head engine to run on the track There are several memories that I can recall. As I sat in the bleachers watching and praying that one day I would be able to race like that, my soul focus as a child was on that desire to drive.

I grew up and was able to support my family with a job doing just that driving, at least until my job would take my family away from me. My Story is about a bully trying to ruin my chances of obtaining my goal or goals. The destruction of the effort that I put forth to live my life my own way.

I went back to the old track last night and watched the races as the cars started to run the sound of thunder roared through the air all of the engines coming up to speed the seats in the bleachers vibrated and the race started and ended before I knew it the race was over.

On my ride home I was listening to the Nascar race on the radio I had heard the preview while driving to the Grandview Speedway. There were about 30 laps left in the Daytona Firecracker 400 and I was itching to see how the race would end. So I found a place where I could watch the last several laps and to my surprise it was quite a shoot out.

The man of the season last year wanting to obtain the bad boy status had found his way to the front of the field but little did Kyle Busch know that he was not racing against Davey Allison. It was Tony Stewart that Kyle had managed to get in front of and on the Daytona track there is no running away with the lead. The aggressive nature of competition in racing played out like my life unfolding before my eyes. They say that everything is fair in the last lap, but is everything really fair? It is in my consciousness to know the difference between right and wrong. In a clean race Tony would have loosened Kyle up and driven up along side and hard down to the finish line, the kind of conduct of a true champion like Davey the other guy would have had a chance instead of being punted into the wall. My life was punted into the wall and the system approved of the actions of others even though many would be damaged.

Good sportsmanship and doing the right thing, is this really a foreign concept?

There are two paths you can go down...