Russ,

Your son lives right down the road from the worst mosquitos on the face of the Earth. Along Hwy 16, just East of Ixonia, there's a roadside park at a bend in the Rock River. It looks real nice, but get out of your car and you're lunch.

I used to go sit and talk with Dwight, whenever I would see him. Usually @ Gas City or the times I was at Winchester. The thing that impressed me the most about him was that no matter how much under the weather he might have been that day, you would never hear a peep out of him about that. He wanted to know how you were doing and loved to talk about that day's race and others he had seen and you had seen, in the past. And he had a real racing library in his memory. Considering some of the health problems that he was battling through, he showed a tremendous amount of dedication to get to the track. I hope someday if I'm in the same boat, I can show the same resolved Dwight did.

Jerry