According to a fellow Clarksvillian, the demolition derby the night before was more exciting with fights on the field and in the stands, I would have loved to have been able to jump into some of that.
Smilin' David Morey arriving right on time after meeting with his stylist. Thanks Cathy for getting David out to play. (He had a rain coat in case it rained. Excuse me? They wet the playing field at this event.)
These we're the big boys, they are fast.
We we're on the very top of the bleachers, in the very middle. I have never seen so many John Deere hats, tee shirts with the sleeves cut off, "get-R-done" logos, ladies putting thier 10 pound bodies in 5 pound jeans and tramp stamps in my life. I was living a Jeff Foxworthy joke fest. But it was all worth it to spend time with David, we have a lot in common and he is genuine.

2 comments:
You are very welcome--David had fun haning out with you, even though the racing was just a teensy bit boring!!
Ok, I can't spell. I meant hanGing out with you. sorry.
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