At Kentucky Derby Time, I think of this story.
Some years ago, Diane and I were invited to the Kentucky Derby, a marvelous event that is near indescribable.
The enthusiasm of the crowd, the loyalty of the Kentuckians, mint juleps everywhere, the pageantry, the socializing, the hats, the majesty of the horses, the bravery and skill of the jockeys… it has all been written, and I cannot do it more justice than has already been written.
I must tell the story of my Dad, who in his way was a loyal Kentucky Derbian because he faithfully watched the race on television every year. He was a fan, not because he was a gambler, but because he loved Seabiscuit