What It Means to Me

The pull is there.  It always is.  I sit here on this beautiful New York morning seeking to hear more than the birds that have awaken me.  I have to get the Wing Side Up Song of the Week, posted and it hasn’t taken me long to know what song has to be played today.

I logged into the Wing Side Up Jams and it wasn’t hard to find it.  What many of you know as ‘Back Home Again in Indiana’, I know as “On the Banks of the Wabash, Far Away.”  Long, I know.  The other title says a lot more in less space.  One play and the shivers are running down my spine.  I love NY but I’ll always be a proud Hoosier.

I have a lot to blog about, it’s been a month.  But suffice it to say, the tears are flowing right now as I think about what this weekend means.  Not only to racing but to those we’ve lost who have served in the military and paid the ultimate price.

I sure do wish I was Back Home Again this week.  It’s about the only time of the year that I’d rather be somewhere else than at a supermodified race.

Don’t forget to observe your local Memorial Day Services and fly your flag as you remember.

I miss you Grandpa John and Grandpa Bill.

PS…Go DAVEY and good luck to Jeff Bloom @the Little 500!

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