If you’re not going to win the Daytona 500, the next best thing might be a crash that lands you on the front page of the morning paper. 54-years today, the # 81 Romy Hammes-Brannan Ford Galaxy 500 placed 37th in a 50-car field. Driver Dick Goode, from Mishawaka, lost control on the 69th lap. No one was hurt. My Dad (who ran the Romy Hammes Fordland dealership in South Bend) had a good racing friend in Dick Brannan and one thing led to another. (Brannan went on to set world records in NHRA drag racing in Romy Hammes sponsored cars.) Next thing they know, the #81 car went through qualifying and made the race.
Among the memories Dad shared with me this morning, “I remember the inspection. We had metal windows trips we wanted to take off and the inspector said they had to stay on.” Dad was perplexed, “But the car next to us took theirs off.” The inspector snapped back, “Yeah, but a veteran drives that car. You have a rookie.” The Daytona 500 museum actually has an area dedicated to “cheating” but I’m guessing this example isn’t among the exhibits.
Other tidbits: the car was delivered from Ford factory right to my parent’s house. The color is what came from the factory. Dad calls it “school bus yellow.” There was no cost, per say, to sponsor the car (Today that privilege is in the millions. How times have changed). A few years ago, Dad had a “tribute” built that was spot on to the original. It was unveiled at the Studebaker Museum and appears at regional car shows from time to time. There seems to be a resurgence of interest in this era of racing. Poke around my dad’s website, www.jerryhammes.com for a trip down memory lane if you’re a car nut.
One last thing, Dad never stayed for race day. He says he had too much anxiety (He does like to point out that the #81 car beat Junior Johnson and Ralph Earnhardt). He also had to get home to a pregnant wife. I was born five months later.
A recent article in The Tennessean keeps gnawing at me. The headline reads: “State says 1 in 3 high school grads don’t meet requirements.” Click here to read it. It is all the more reason why Jobs for Tennessee Graduates (JTG) is needed in more public high schools. JTG prepares at-risk students for what life throws at them after graduation. JTG students will have a “tool kit” to explore how to find the right post-secondary education opportunities while having an edge in job interviews. I visited Wayne County Technical Center, Giles County High School and Houston County High School this week and came away convinced more than ever that JTG is a game changer in young people’s lives. I heard it from school administrators, the “boots on the ground” in these rural communities. The JTG students I met were confident and engaging, despite the barriers they face to graduation. JTG isn’t on an island in these schools as there are several support systems in place but there is no doubt that JTG has a positive impact on these students’ direction in life. In short, it’s very cool and humbling.
From the “every day you’re violated” department, I parked in an East Nashville restaurant lot (Beyond The Edge) that recently flipped to a paid lot. Okay, no biggie but then it took my $10 bill and didn’t spit out any change. %#@!&! And now that I think about it, the machine was charging one-dollar for 15 minutes (who eats lunch in 15 minutes in a sit down restaurant?) and then the rate leaped to five-dollars for two hours. Total rip off (I don’t know whether the lot is privately owned or owned by one or more surrounding businesses). I wanted to play nice but now I’m going to do what others do, park in front of a house cluttering up a quiet street. That lot used to be free and packed. When I parked there this week, I was one of only five cars in the lot. That means some 30 cars that used to park in the lot now park on nearby streets. I spent my lunch looking out the window as a Metro officer was called to a fender-bender. A woman pulled out because she couldn’t see traffic around parked cars. Progress. Geesh.
I will give kudos to the new parking lot in back of Burger Up East and some other stores. That parking lot owner make you put in your license plate, with the machine printing a receipt to put on your dash, but the first 90-minutes are free. Smart way to ease into the neighborhood.
I’ve heard back from a few people that took me up on my recommendation to check on NBC’s Tuesday night drama “This Is Us.” I knew I wouldn’t steer you wrong. This week’s episode had some of the best acting you’ll ever see on the small screen. The way the show skips around to different time periods isn’t nearly as jarring as it sounds. Once you watch the first few episodes, you catch on. Believe me, if Lynley and I can follow it, anyone can. We get “lost as an Easter egg”(one of Lynley’s favorite phrases) just watching Looney Tunes.
I rarely “unfriend” people on Facebook but I’ve been doing it more and more the last few weeks. The political rants that some folks go on (both sides) are completely absurd. You are done stealing seconds out of my day.
What a beautiful Friday in Nashville. I just fell into a cool event tonight that I’ll reveal Monday. As always, feel free to poke around www.jobsfortngrads.org and that donation button won’t bite ya! Have a great and safe weekend.