Driving my yellow LeMans convertible with the black top down my first year on the racetrack with my Longacres Barn Pass on my favorite all-time hat that I bought at a hat shop in Europe the fall before coming to the track. (It became my brand – hahaha.) 1969
Father, you loved me in spite of me and still do. I don't understand how but am eternally grateful for your rescue, grace, and longsuffering mercy. Thank you is never enough and I'm still desperate for you. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.

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