I was in the stands at Eldora and he came walking up the steps to the
announcers booth (before any tunnels) and as he passed by our row,
my seat was on the aisle, he fumbled with something in his pocket and dropped something on the ground and didn't notice. I picked it up and it was two one hundred dollar bills. I chased him up the steps and gave it back to him. He told me if I was that honest I should just be able to keep it. That was a lot of money for a young man like myself and when I finally got to own and drive my own racecars, I always put a JW strawberry on my car. What a fine gentleman. I really miss him being around.