What the Indianapolis 500 Is To Me

Once again, I’ll be heading back to my hometown of Speedway, Indiana for the 102nd running of the Indianapolis 500. This is my favorite time of the year and it means so much to me.

Here is what the Indianapolis 500 is to me:

  • It’s remembering the day my oldest daughter was born, on race day in 2004, and watching the race from the hospital room.
  • It’s spending time on Main Street the night before the race and catching up with old friends.
  • It’s waking up on race day morning and parking cars and packing the coolers.
  • It’s all of the pre-race activities in my parent’s backyard before heading to the track.
  • It’s preparing the “pool” of drivers and hoping I pick the winner.
  • It’s the walk to the track.
  • It’s the playing of “Taps” before the green flag drops and remembering all of those who gave their lives protecting the freedoms we have in the United States.
  • It’s the tears streaming down my face during “Taps” remembering a good friend.
  • It’s the pageantry, “Back Home Again in Indiana,” the flyover, and “Ladies and Gentlemen, Start Your Engines!”
  • It’s getting to spend time with family and friends, old and new, and creating more everlasting memories.
  • It’s the walk home from the track.
  • It’s the wings and burgers that my dad prepares for all of us post-race.
  • It’s watching the race replay on Sunday evening.
  • It’s the hangover.
  • It’s reflecting on the weekend and anticipating another fantastic weekend next year.



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