Rick, I am one of those girls that worked so hard at the race track. We sold tickets, made snow cones, worked in the concession stand, ran errands for daddy, picked up the trash every week, cleaned the concession stand and bathrooms, I wrote daddy's news/press releases, counted the money for bank deposits (all presidential heads had to be facing in those days for the bank to take it and coins had to be rolled), daddy and my brother graded, packed, and watered the track, cut grass. I can't think of any job that my family did not do. It was hard work, but I really loved it. Still miss the "ole" Fayetteville Speedway. *I even sewed for daddy and made his flags.
