My best Hialeah memory is standing in the announcers booth at Yakima Meadows and getting a call from as guy named Bob Savage. Bob was the director of marketing at Hialeah and he offered me the announcers job. I drove 3712 miles in the next five days to arrive in time to begin the meet. Seemed like it took half a day. I'd have walked If I had to.
Many great memories when I got there as well. Seeing how amazingly beautiful it was. Calling the Flamingo Stakes. Pistols and Roses. The grey horse of Marty Wolfson's whose name escapes me. Watching the Flamingos fly once a day before the feature. The wonderful old school press box. The great Cuban food just outside the gates.
I should have never left Hialeah. Even though it eventually closed I wish I'd stayed till the end. I left to call Golden Gate Fields because it was closer to home. That was a mistake.
11-23-2007, 03:35 AM
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