After turning onto Windsor Springs Road off Tobacco Road way in the distance I thought I heard a noise from the past. Now mind you I'm not superstitious but I could have swore I heard an old big block Ford fire off in the distance and then right afterwards another old but distinct sound followed,almost like a big block Pontiac but I said in my mind we arent close enough to a track to hear this stuff.
As you start down the hill on Windsor Springs the old half mile is on the right,most say its not there but I can go and walk the track almost perfectly, I took Tim there last year and had trouble getting him back to earth. Free Pennington went also and he had an eerie look about him when walking the leftovers of the old gal. That same day you could turn your head and hear in the those same engine sounds from a distance.
But as I drove closer to where the big track pits were I heard the noises more distinct.
As I pulled in to park there in front of me set "Tiny"--well I could see him at least in my mind,propped up against the #55 parked at the monument. He was waving towards another car being parked and low and behold there Fireball stuck his head out of the car and waved back, then it seemed as though Fireball gave Harold Fountain some directions as to where to put the ramps so he could pull up and park against the monument and park as Tiny had done.
Now I stood and watched as about 4 older guys scurried around this car with vigor they dont usually have. I cant put names to all but their faces were familiar from past and some present.
Also up on the hill were part of the Ga. gang looking down on the proceedings.
Afterwards when motors were hushed and people moved away I walked around both cars and felt the past with me again. No I didnt conjure up any spirits and surely didnt drink any either. But if you are a real race fan then you know the feeling I'm describing here, if you arent ,well close your eyes and remember the photos you saw of Tiny and Fireball maybe on Racers Reunion.
Any way you look at it the past will come back,like when I walker inside the auditorium there sat Rex White,along with H.G. Rosier. Then you let your eyes wander around the arena and you see more old faces beaming at people wanting autographs and photos.
You got to stop here now and say to yourself, was this worth the trip here?
Now you are reading this ,some from curiosity,some from wanting another perspective and others just trying to soak in more of the event.
Surely Patty Lilly could express this in a more defining form but I am only telling it from how I felt,what I heard,and mostly what I saw. I tried to catch things there as best as I could on film to remember it by. So after reading this and if you made it to the show did you hear or see anything that caught eye or ear? I still have a ton of thoughts on what I saw and heard Saturday but just havent put it to words yet, plus a few more photos and videos to share.------------------------memories