This morning I got a phone call saying that my father had taken a turn for the worse, and lost his battle with cancer that he has been diagnosed with a little less than a month ago. He was a life long race fan, and basically where ever he was, I was. Not only did I lose my best friend, I lost my father.
I realize this place is kind of crazy at times, but we are a big racing family, and we lost a good one in him.
I realize this place is kind of crazy at times, but we are a big racing family, and we lost a good one in him.
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