Listen to Steve on this boys. ALL true. We could tell stories for hours. From te one holer in Broad Ripple, to the Earth Angel, Boat Boy, and the Sable in the infield. So many stories, and memories from Memorial Day. There is no place I’d rather be.

Yes, it was when 1988 when Indy first welcomed the Hammer and friends. The place has never been the same. So many stories, so much fun. We could put the upcoming movie, “The Hangover” to shame. The Indy 500 is a special event. Just looking at the generations all gathered at 16th and Georgetown to drink, laugh and watch cars turn left and having one of the best times of theirs lives is truly what the Indy 500 is all about. It’s actually not a good track at all to watch a race. It is all about the event. To all you Goonbloggers, if you ever have a free weekend at the end of May and want to have a blast, come to Indy. Whether you return for seconds or never darken the Indy 500 doorways again, you will be glad you came.