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Originally Posted by travelling_vic
If my first visit to a track was old Bay Meadows, after I rode the train to the track, where I used to get box E-9 every Saturday during the fair meet so we could leisurely SIT and still see the races after all the grandstand crowd stood up, the home of Tod Creed, Hap Logue (the poor man's Secretariat), Mel Lewis, and the inside paddock, I would have been sold on the GAME as well. San Mateo's best locale......I went to school in S.F. and would usually wind up there.
If I had gone there to see this ridiculous crap, I may not have come back.
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TV - you are very wise, Bay Meadows was a magical place. I took Caltrain from San Carlos regularly. I too used to sit in a clubhouse box and knew that it was a special time... Was Jeanette the box usher when you were attending races? That woman could scare off drunk fans like nobodies business ;-)
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