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Those were cool, any plans for some retro racersreunion shirts in the future?
Those were cool, any plans for some retro racersreunion shirts in the future?
There's always one but, like you said, at least this guy had a sense of humor. Strange name for a race track, a bit of humor there too?
Dave, I did a little investigating and got some answers for you on LRC on the CLR forum. Here's the viewers responses;
"The gentleman passed away some time ago. The house is still there."
"Mr. Medlin moved out of the house and left it to his daughter and her son in law who now live there. He attends races on a regular basis."
"Well hells bells!! LOL I was told he passed away!"
"maybe Tyler means his son lol
"I remember being at CLR when a national news show called Hard Copy(i think) and came and did a story on the situation"
"funny thing is I remember as long as the race cars were racing, if you were at the track you couldnt hear the sirens so It didnt bother many people at the track. All he was doing was creating more noise. I also remeber some CLR fans as they would leave the track and pass the house would blow their car horns, rev up the motors and stuff lol"
"All of this just adds to the lore of the place......I had heard of the story, but never read an actual account.......C.L.R could also stand for Cool,Little,Racetrack!!!
"If anyone would care to share , and if this is ok for this forum......I would love to hear about any other wild or crazy stories that have happened at or in close proximity of that track........I'm sure there are plenty of tales to tell that have rolled in and out of clrs gates over the years!!"
"You are probably right SteveS, since Mr. Junior Medlin (in somebody else business) was a WWII (of which I have the utmost respect for) he may have passed away by now. I surely do not want to upset the family or anyone that might know them, I just found this article to be interesting and now can help Dave Fulton with the rest of the story. Not that I agree with Mr. Medlin's tactics, I can't imagine an old Vet getting all up in a wad over a little noise, perhaps it brought some flashbacks on of the war, I don't know, but thanks to all of you for your input. There always seems to be one person in every neighborhood like this though, always."
Welp, hope this sheds some light on the rest of the story.
Well Jim, your title got my attention. I can see who goes to church on Sunday and who raced on Sunday.
As Jed Clampett would say "[Disgusted] Jethro, some day me and you got to have a long talk."
Thanks Jerry and Patsy
That's some funny shit right there!
Ever since I found my niche [auto racing] it seems my old friends have faded away, not due to their lack of trying to maintain a constant friendship with me rather, my lack of pursuing constant friendship with them. Oh, we keep in touch and they want to hear the latest news on how I did at the track or who won the latest NASCAR race but, we just don't drink beer and barbecue anymore, my time is spent with the people that I'm most familiar with now, the racing community.
Do I wish my old friends would come aboard and share in the memory making experience of auto racing? You bet! As a matter of fact I've invited them more times than I care to remember but, racing just hasn't bit them on the 9 inch rear end like it has me. Racing runs through my veins now; I've given up hunting, fishing, traveling, going to the thrift store with my wife, all for the love of racing.
There are days I feel like hanging up the helmet for a fishing pole or shotgun but, every time that Saturday night at the track experience comes around I start making plans, adjustments to the car, and grabbing my helmet for one more go-round. Yep, I've been accused of being "addicted to racing." and by gosh I think my old friends are right!
Thanks Patsy although, after rereading my post I noticed a few comma's where they didn't belong, I hope you gave it at least a B+, that would be an improvement over my high school english grade.