Thanks for the question!
Interesting to hear the paths we all have taken!
My mother took me when I was 7 or 8 to Randall Park in Cleveland and fell in love from the first time I held a program and watched a race. Stared hitch hiking to the Big T (Thistledown when I was 14, always worked, and always lost my money at the track). By 12th grage I had my scheule arranged to catch the first post.
Then went to NC State and thought I'd lost the Mo, but treated myself to the Kentucky Derby when I was 22 and went 7 years in a row. From there my sales career took me to 70% of the tracks in the US and happened upon Saratgoa 12 years ago where I've gone 9 of the last 12 years.
It's the greatest game on earth and there is nothing better than playing the ponies. The people, the atmosphere, the challenge, the hope, the hopes dashed, and the eternal next post time in ten minutes keeps me going. It's all good....and the big wins...gravy baby, pure gravy!!!
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