I had left NYC the day before and was heading to the Keeneland sale. Since i had my wife with me we had to stop 20 times so we wound up staying overnight in Huntington, West Virginia. Got up on the morning of the 11th and was totally clueless for a few hours as I had not yet discovered the joy of satillite radio and phone service in WV was spotty. Once i crossed the border into KY turned on my phone and had a bunch of messages. Before I could listen to them Kenny Wirth called and said, "Can you believe these mother fckers?" I thought he was talking about the racing secretary. He said "where the hell have you been? Dont you know what is happening?"
When we got to Keeneland it was the weirdest scene. The 747's were gone, everyone was milling around watching the news on tv as the sale had been cancelled. Like i had said I had a ton of messages from people that hadnt been able to get ahold of me who knew that I had been living in Manhattan and thought I was stuck or somehow in the middle of that mess.
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