If things were as they have been in the past I would be heading over to Tammy and Mike's after work today for Daytona weekend. I spent most Daytona 500 weekend with them for the last 15 years or so. It was part of the fabric of life. Going to the races at Daytona, seeing my brother, going to the local races, going to flea markets or St. Augustine, eating fresh oyster steamed on the grill and having wings during the race on Sunday. It was something I looked forward to doing every year. It just seems so odd not to be doing that. There are things you miss when you move away and this is one of them. I think of going over and the kids were little. Damm now they are young adults. Surreal.Time to establish new traditions I suppose.
This is from the infield at Daytona in 2007. Taken from the roof of the garage in the "fan zone".
Just a few people around.
