The Races

On Saturday I went with my next door neighbor to the "The Races." In Hanover, Lincolin Speedway is affectionally called "The Races." It's five hours of Sprint cars and Thunder cars going around a dirt track. It is church. People stand up and cheer for their favorite driver, while others stand up and boo the driver they hate. Rich, poor, professional and blue-collar worker come to forget about the problems of life for a while. People stop and visit with each other. People make and strengthen friendships at the track. For my neighbor it is one of the only times of his week that he is able to forget about the worries and stresses of life. I have to admit, I have never been in a situation quite like that.