I walked the Ghetto Cat Loop last night in 33:44.
A couple of days ago, not long after I heard my 55-year-old first cousin Crutch Aikman died, I posted my first sympathy-seeking Facebook post. Surprisingly, I feel much better now, even though I was closer to Crutch than anyone I have known.
I will write approximately eight Oaklawn stories over the next three days, including a followup on Sunday. A round of golf Monday followed by an obligation-free summer kind of appeals to me this morning.
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