Memorial Day

by Jim

Every year for 20 to 25 years, on Memorial Day, I had to go to my mom and dad’s house. We had to listen to the “Indy 500.” Yes, I mean listen – radio, no TV.

They had a large, round, wicker table on the porch. Mom would have sweet rolls, donuts, bread and coffee. We’d settle down for three or four hours of auto racing on the radio.

My mom knew every driver’s name (all 43 of them), and where they were from. A lot of drivers are not from the USA. Mom knew what number the car was, what kind of engine it had, and who built the chassis. She also knew who the announcer was and how long he had been there.

After a while, the TV station out with “tape delay.” They would play the race the next day. Mom didn’t like that at all. She knew the outcome from listening to the radio.

I always knew the winner ― MOM.

May, 2012

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