Go, Go A.J.!

Well, we made it. Another Indy 500 in the books. Pete made it, although it was 14 hours later than originally planned. He had car trouble and his family made arrangements for him to get there. So at midnight or so on Sunday morning, we met Pete at the entrance to lot 2 and presented him with his parking pass. We grilled and celebrated and then went to sleep. Up at about 9:00am, grilling, eating, taking down the tent... by 11:00am, we were on our way to Gate 5. Then of course, we were witness to the Greatest Specatcle in Racing.

Most of the spectacles were provided by the Foyt Family of racing. Great job again, boys. I wish I had an opportunity like that. If I was good, I would keep going. If I was bad, I would stop. Helio wasn't a factor and Hornish didn't finish the race, again. Carpentier went out an Kanaan didn't finish as strong as he had hoped. Patrick did very well and so did the Andretti teams.

The only thing I wish we would have done differently was to arrive on Friday. It takes a lot of work and a lot to get together for 30 hours of camping. We have been fortunate for the past three years. We are always next to friendly people who don't get too drunk and try to remember that it's a family show. I don't go out to Georgetown Road or 16th Street after dark. It's not my scene.

It's nice to use a real bathroom and take a hot shower.