If you've ever been along time fan ofa dirt track, who's infield "facilities" were the woods off the backstretch.....well, actually, they did add a classic slope-roofed privvy several years later, right near the 1st turn....but it just was never the same....you are a rodeo goat!
If you ever "wound up" in THEVICTORY LANE celebrations at Rockingham with Bobby Allison and Miss Firebird...........
If you've ever "slept" in a sleeping bag in Daytona's gravel parking lot, ('cause your dad said it was always "warm" in Daytona in February) as a severe cold front blew in.........you might be a frozen rodeo goat
If you've ever been pulled by a South Highway Patrolman because the tail lights on the race car trailer weren't working.......but stating working as soon as you got the rig stopped, much to his chagrin.........you might be a rodeo goat
If your momma ever packed you a shoe-box- lunch to take to the race, and it included Vienna sausages....you might be a rodeo goat
If you've ever rode in the back of pick-up truck all the way to the race ('cause the cab was already full) you might be a rodeo goat.
I think old Concord Speedway was located off of Poplar Tent Road There's a housing development (surprise) there now and one of the entrance roads to that project is McCurdy st, the site is also near the intersection of Poplar Tent Rd. and the George W Liles Pkwy. 
Dave, thanks for the info on 'old' Concord. I did not mention the John Gaskey element, but I remember well his "GASCAR" sanctioning body. One issue I was trying to solve, before the radio program, was the disappearance of John Gaskey (at Concord) and the arrival of Henry Furr. Didn't really get a good explanation of the question, but I did run across a story of Mr. Gaskey's brother being killed at the track. Don't know any of the details, maybe some of our readers can fill in the blanks.
My dad took me to my first race in 1962 at Rambi Raceway (then a 1/2 mile dirt track) in Myrtle Beach, SC. Dad was a huge fan, pulled for the Pettys and had attended the first Southern 500. The race was a 100 mile NASCAR Grand National race and Ned Jarrett won driving a '62 Chevy. I remember Joe Weatherly, starting a power slide-entry for the first turn at the flagstand. And I remember Jack Smith's car seemed louder than all the others. I really liked the Grand Nationals, but about a month later, dad took me back to Rambi, and my second-ever stock car race was a NASCAR modified-sportsman event! Coupes and coaches, Dink Widenhouse in "black 50' and Earl Moss driving a bright red coupe with the unusual number "300". It was love a first sight.........from that night 50 years ago this coming June, 'til now.
In 1964, dad built his own race car ('55 chevy) and began racing himself. It was the greatest childhood ever! Helping my dad build race cars, and going racing with him........in 1966, Grand Strand Raceway in Little River, SC opened. A perfectly proportioned high banked 3/8 miler. Dirt of course, and dad was really coming into his own as a racer. We built a beautiful '57 Chevy and won several races during the 1967 season. Our car was so competitive, it was 'protested' several times, and was always found to be 'legal'. Grand Strand was outlaw, of course, but it was my favorite track. The competition was always keen with drivers such as Hop Holmes, Lonnie Todd, Danny Smith, Billy Hardee, Bill Tysinger, Sam Ard, Jimmy Hatchell, and H.P Larrimore. I was very lucky to have such a father, and such a childhood. Dad was killed in 1976, flying home from the "American 500" in Rockingham, but he set me on a course that continues to this day!
