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Post by racerbrown on May 2, 2011 20:48:04 GMT -5
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Post by 2lapsdown on May 2, 2011 21:11:45 GMT -5
Really cool stuff Duane!!
John
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Post by sandysixtysfan on May 2, 2011 21:26:42 GMT -5
Great photos Duane, thanks for posting them.
Sandy
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Post by eagle36 on May 3, 2011 5:44:04 GMT -5
Those are great pictures. If you look hard, you'll see me and my brother somewhere in the first turn bleachers!
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2011 8:48:19 GMT -5
Hey Eagle 36, i was there too,with my brother and three other freinds. It was my second champ car race '61 being the first for me. Ill be going again this June to celibrate my 50th year at Milwaukee !
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Post by russd on May 3, 2011 17:17:03 GMT -5
Ok, this getting weird ... this was also the first race I ever went to. My dad, mom, brother and I were somewhere in those first turn bleachers.
Rusty
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Post by eagle36 on May 3, 2011 19:33:57 GMT -5
Ok, this getting weird ... this was also the first race I ever went to. My dad, mom, brother and I were somewhere in those first turn bleachers. Rusty The two memories I have of that race are the Grizzly Bear Brake Spl., with the Chevy engine with mousetrap valve springs, and the jerk sitting in front of us. He was a big A.J. Foyt and on the out lap, parade lap, pace lap, and the first few race laps, would set his beer down carefully, stand up, wave his 10 gallon hat, and yell "yahoo, A.J.!" every time Foyt drove by. Just as I was thinking that this was going to a very long race, the guy next to him moved the guy's beer over a few inches. The result being that the Foyt fan sat down on the half full wax paper beer cup, crushed it, and was quiet for the rest of the race. |
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Post by racerbrown on May 3, 2011 20:26:24 GMT -5
now that's a good story! ;D
thanks for the big laugh!
duane
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Post by Deleted on Jun 17, 2011 14:29:41 GMT -5
My friends and I would be in the upper right hand corner of those first turn bleachers. They were un-reserved seats. We would wait for hours until they opened the gates. Then we would run for the highest end seats.
My father and uncle, worked the turn one score board. About '64, I made the transition to the scoreboard while my dad and uncle enjoyed cold liquid refreshments.
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Post by mrindy77 on Jun 24, 2011 12:19:14 GMT -5
...and the stands are filled to capacity....now they can't give tickets away to fill the stands....what a shame.
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