Re: Who's gonna fill the #10 seat in '18?
Posted: Sat Sep 16, 2017 10:12 am
I'm very familiar with the Thousand Islands area. We fished every inch of it, and I'm being quite factual there. Our favorite though, was up beyond, at Black Lake. We drove up there every chance we got. Other places we frequented "back in the day" were Clayton, Alex Bay, Chaumont Bay and River and Hubby's favorite place in the world,
Henderson Harbor. He rests there eternally now... his wishes fulfilled.
Spencer was my intro to auto racing not done on wide streets in the dark of night. Being a teenager in the '50s sometimes took guts!
A guy I was dating was into drag racing and insisted we go out there. Though I love the drags now and adore the entire Force family, back then, those things ran on ether and it made me horribly sick. Took me right back to my tonsillectomy when I was 8. After 2 or 3 weekends of nausea, we stayed after they were through because there was scheduled to be a "stock car race." This was circa 1954 or 55, but what came out on the track weren't the pretty post-war cars of that era.
They were what I now know were the early "modified stocks" we know as coupes and coaches. They were all pre-war and mostly without fenders. OK then, let's do this!
I never looked back after that. I was out there every chance I got. My aunt got tickets for the Grand National boys when she read they were coming to the Monroe County Fairgrounds. She and I and my poor long-suffering Gram took in our first and only for them, Grand National stock car race. I'm not sure that flying dirt clods were quite their thing. I reveled in it!.That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Henderson Harbor. He rests there eternally now... his wishes fulfilled.
Spencer was my intro to auto racing not done on wide streets in the dark of night. Being a teenager in the '50s sometimes took guts!
A guy I was dating was into drag racing and insisted we go out there. Though I love the drags now and adore the entire Force family, back then, those things ran on ether and it made me horribly sick. Took me right back to my tonsillectomy when I was 8. After 2 or 3 weekends of nausea, we stayed after they were through because there was scheduled to be a "stock car race." This was circa 1954 or 55, but what came out on the track weren't the pretty post-war cars of that era.
They were what I now know were the early "modified stocks" we know as coupes and coaches. They were all pre-war and mostly without fenders. OK then, let's do this!
I never looked back after that. I was out there every chance I got. My aunt got tickets for the Grand National boys when she read they were coming to the Monroe County Fairgrounds. She and I and my poor long-suffering Gram took in our first and only for them, Grand National stock car race. I'm not sure that flying dirt clods were quite their thing. I reveled in it!.That's my story and I'm sticking to it.