I went to the track the first time as an infant, and was probably at the track at least 100 times before I started public school.
Sort of like a bad family values episode of "Mad Men," I guess.
I've always felt warm and at home around betting on horses, in person or not.
Barley and hops replaced the pacifier I probably had in the early part of my first 100 track visits. Barley and hops sometimes seem to increase the desire to continue track attendance and horse wagering.
Not to brag, but I win nice $$ on enough occasions that I get to celebrate enough that perhaps I suppress memories of my losses.
I can watch 50 races and not have a bet on any of 'em, and very much enjoy my experience.
(that last part may not happen often, but the intent of my message is sincere)
:-)
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