It’s time again to pen! The 2021 Blogtoberfest Guest Post Contest is now open.
As per tradition, prizes will be announced soon, and posts are accepted throughout the month — so get writing and send your entries to writerjax -at- gmail.com!
Winners will be decided by readers via an online poll at the end of the month. There’s no length requirement or limit, and posts need not be spooky. October is also the month of harvest, baseball, and Breast Cancer Awareness. It may be that you or your organization has an annual event this month that deserves a little publicity. Whatever the topic – if it says October to you, it’s fair game!
All content forms are welcome, from poetry to pictures, recipes to recaps, or video to voodoo.
Click some of the links below to check out past entries!
It’s been about 17 years now since I played my first hand of No-Limit Hold Em. I started playing back in 2003 shortly after Chris Moneymaker’ WSOP Main Event win. His victory sparked a poker boom and brought it into the mainstream. He got in on a $40 online satellite to take down poker’s biggest prize which helped create the online poker industry.
The first site I joined in late 2003 was called Poker Room. I knew relatively little about how to play, and nothing at all about bankrolls. I deposited $600 and it was gone in a matter of weeks. I quickly realized I had a lot to learn so I bought a bunch of poker books at Barnes & Noble and got to work. The first book I read was called Ace on the River by Barry Greenstein. It gave me a basic understanding of how to play and gave a brief description of poker’s culture as well as the mentality of the professional players. It wasn’t until 2006 that I learned about bankrolls.
In 2006 I joined Full Tilt Poker, an online website represented by a large number of well-known pros. It was one of 3 major websites in operation at the time, the other two being PokerStars, and Ultimate Bet. I played exclusively on Full Tilt for a number of years until the government shutdown of online poker on April 15th, 2011, otherwise known as Black Friday. My introduction to bankroll management was sparked by Chris “Jesus” Ferguson, one of Full Tilt’s co-founders. One of the things that made him so popular, other than his multiple WSOP wins, was his 0 to hero online poker challenge. Its purpose was to turn $0 into $10,000. Ferguson believed that by adhering to strict bankroll management rules he could achieve this feat. Full Tilt ran a few tournaments each day called freerolls which is where Ferguson started his challenge. There was no buy-in and you could win money by placing in the top 27 spots. There were typically 2,700 entries and the tournaments would fill up in just 90 seconds. It took Ferguson many weeks to make his first $2. Overall, he made $22 from the freerolls. It took him 9 months to make his first $100. One of the big moments in the challenge was placing 2nd in a $1 tournament for $104. Nine months after that Ferguson had amassed over $28,000 but failed to hold it eventually dropping back below $10,000. His rules were simple. He would invest no more than 2% of his bankroll on MTTs (multi-table tournaments). If he was under $50 however, he could play $1 tourneys since that was the lowest buy in at the time. For cash games, he could invest no more than 5%, and if his winnings exceeded 10% of his overall bankroll, he would be forced to leave the table when the blinds reached him. His challenge inspired me to manage my bankroll the same way. Things were going well until Black Friday shut it all down.
After Black Friday, I didn’t play online poker for a long time. I had a pretty firm grip on how to play many forms of poker and had finally figured out the importance of bankroll management, but never got the chance to really put it into practice. I had over $1,300 on Full Tilt at the time of the shutdown and was sticking firmly to Ferguson’s rules. There was no doubt his theory worked, but I needed a site to play on so I could start over. On May 2nd, 2017, I discovered Global Poker, an online site that treated each hand as a sweepstakes. This sweepsatkes model made it possible for them to bypass the online poker ban. They gave you $2 for signing up. I took the $2 and jumped into a .02/.04 cash game and ran it up to $8. The next day I played with $2 again and built the roll up to $17. Global had tournaments running once a day for $0.11 that payed out around $80 for 1st place so I quit the cash games and started playing those. A few months later I won one and the bankroll shot up to over $120.
Ferguson’s theory works. There is no doubt about that, but how effective is it in the long-term, and is it the right way to build a bankroll? Sure, the 2% and 5% rules work when you actually have a bankroll to manage, but what about if you are building one? Bankrolls go up and down because of variance, and since luck is streaky by nature, you could play perfectly for long stretches of time and still lose. Your bankroll has to be able to withstand these “swings”, but what if you didn’t have to worry about swings? Is there a way to build a bankroll without having it go up and down like an elevator all the time? Remember, Ferguson actually got to $28,000, but then dipped below $10,000 not long after. I decided to make my own rules to find out if there was a better way.
I didn’t abandon Ferguson’s system altogether, but I did some modifications. First, I needed to figure out my goal. Global’smost costly MTT buy-in is $218. If you multiply that by 50, (remember the 2% rule), you come up with $10,900. That means you need at least that much to be able to play the most expensive tournament. I made that my goal. I decided not to incorporate cash games, as that is not my preferred medium when it comes to online poker. Plus, the swings in NLHE cash games can be enormous. I don’t like the idea of losing 5% of my bankroll in one hand, especially when trying to build from scratch. Next, I needed a starting point. I still had some money left on Global after withdrawing $200 in June. I figured $55 was a good starting point since $1.10 was Global’s cheapest buy-in other than the $0.11 tourneys. They also run a handful of freebuysthroughout the night. Freebuys are basically freerolls that you can pay to re-enter if you go broke during the re-buy period. You can also pay to add on chips at the end of the rebuy period. I chose to treat them as freerolls and not invest any money in them. Another thing Global does, is they give you money to play each day. The first 4 days they give you $0.25, days 5 and 6 $0.55, and day 7 it’s $1, then it starts over. That means you can make $3.10 every week as long as you remember to claim it. If you subtract $0.77 from that assuming you play the $0.11 tournament every day, you will make $2.33 every week even if you cash in nothing. Following this method ensures your bankroll will never actually come down even if you run bad.
So basically, I am trying to make $55 into $10,900. Now that can seem pretty overwhelming when you look at it like that, so I broke it down into 9 levels. Each level starts at 50x the buy-in of that tournament. For example, Level 1 starts at $55 (50 x $1.10)and goes to $110 (50 x $2.20). Each level is made up of steps. So, level 1 has 11 steps of $5 each. Once I go up a step, the rule is not to let the bankroll dip below that. My goal each week is togo up one step. For example, if my bankroll is $62.50 to start Monday, I want to break $65 by Sunday. Remember, I’m profiting $2.33 that week no matter what happens, so all I really need to do is make at least $0.17 from my tournaments and I hit my goal that week. If my bankroll is above the minimum amount for a step, but the $2.33 profit isn’t enough to get to the next step, I will use whatever I have above the minimum to play. So, let’s say I’m in the $300-$325 step, and I have $318. That means I have $18 I can spend on tournaments that week to bump up to $325 or more. The buy-ins still have to be 2% or less of my bankroll, but I’m guaranteed to still be above $300 at the end of the week even if I strike out on every single tournament.
I think Ferguson’s rules work well if you have a bankroll to manage, but if you are trying to build, you want to avoid having those up and down swings. Look at it like building a house. You don’t want to get halfway done, and then start taking it apart. A bankroll is no different. My motto is “just because you can, doesn’t mean you should”. That means no cash games during the build phase, and no dropping a step once you reach it. On July 20th, I had $55 in my account and as of this post, I am sitting at $513 and climbing just by sticking to these rules.
’Tis the season to be spooky! At least that’s what we would’ve said last October. 2020 has proven to be a scary year in general. Nonetheless, with Halloween approaching, the experts at OnlineMortgageAdvisor.co.uk were curious to find out which are the spookiest towns in the UK.
To find out OnlineMortgageAdvisor.co.uk took into consideration seven factors: the number of cemeteries, paranormal sightings, abandoned homes, spooky roads, safety at night, level of crime and annual sunshine. In order to get the most accurate data, the numbers for each spooky criteriawere divided by the total population for each location.
Where are the spookiest places in the UK? 👻
The top five scariest places in the UK are Newport (1070 spooky points), Birmingham (1040), Leicester (980), Nottingham (940) and Liverpool (930).
Spooky Fact: According to data from SellHouseFast.uk, Leicester is also the city where your home is most likely to be invaded by spiders! Yikes!
If you are looking for an adrenaline rush, the best town to visit is Newport, gathering an overall spooky score of 1070! The city was given the highest score for the number of cemeteries, paranormal sightings, spooky roads and safety at night, based on its population count. The highest scores were given to the places within the top 10% of that sample size.
Based on that methodology, the cities/towns ranking the highest (300) for Cemeteries were: London, Newport, Birmingham, Stoke-on-Trent and Nottingham.
Spooky Fact: Newport has the second-highest population/cemeteries ratio (51,141), just below London (51,218 people per cemetery).
Is it a bird, is it a ghost, or is it my nan? The places with the most paranormal sightings REVEALED!
So, what are the scariest cities when it comes to ghost sightings, you may ask? OnlineMortgageAdvisor.co.uk can reveal that the town/cities which ranked highest (300 points) for paranormal sightings are: Newport, Birmingham, Preston, Bradford.
The places with the second-highest scores for paranormal sightings (270 points) are Leicester, Leeds, Liverpool, Coventry and Swansea!
If you would prefer the dead to stay dead, then the best cities to move to are Edinburgh (60 points), Cambridge (60) and York (30).
Home, not so sweet, home… Here is where you’ll find the most abandoned houses!
From dust on the furniture, to spider webs and poltergeists in the basement, there is something very eerie about abandoned houses. With that in mind, OnlineMortgageAdvisor.co.uk sought to investigate the places with the most and least number of abandoned homes/population.
The research can reveal that the places with the highest abandoned homes/population ratio, hence garnering the most points (200), are Bristol, Cambridge, Nottingham, Reading and Cardiff.
At the other end of the scale, we have the towns/cities with the fewest abandoned homes/population (gathering only 20 points): Newry, Bradford, Armagh, Aberdeen and Newcastle upon Tyne.
THESE roads will make your skin crawl 🕷
Have you ever found yourself walking alone on an unfamiliar road, only to look up at a sign telling you the road’s name is Dead Lane? OnlineMortgageAdvisor.co.uk can reveal the places with the spookiest roads. These are:
Manchester (Elm Street, Hallows Avenue, Dark Lane), Gloucester (Cemetery Road, Black Dog Way, Spider Lane), Birmingham (Hallow Close, Hanging Lane, Dark Lane), Southampton (Elm Street, Cemetery Road, Warlock Close),Nottingham (Ghost House Lane, Dead Lane), Northampton(Black Cat Drive, Elm Street), London (All Hallows Road, Cemetery Lane/Road), Newport (Warlock Close, Cemetery Lane/Road).
Scared of the Dark? Don’t go to THESE cities!
OnlineMortgageAdvisor.co.uk also looked at the annual hours of sunshine to determine which place is the darkest of them all. The cities/towns with the most sunshine had the highest amount of points deducted on the tables, whilst the darkest cities had the lowest amount of points deducted.
The darkest places in the UK are Glasgow (1203.1 hours of annual sunshine), Manchester (1212.4 hours), Armagh(1245.5 hours), Belfast (1246.9 hours) and Newry (1255.8 hours).
At the other end of the spectrum, the cities with the most annual sunshine are Peterborough (1596 hours), Oxford(1577.9 hours), Cardiff (1549.4 hours) London (1540.4 hours) and Reading (1522.9 hours).
Methodology: 1. Found the top 40 UK cities by population. 2. Used findagrave.com to find the total number of cemeteries for each UK city.3. Used Paranormaldatabase.com to find the number of paranormal sightings.4. Abandoned homes were found via the following data sources: statswales.gov.wales and gov.uk. Only long-term vacant dwellings were considered (at least 6 months).5. Crime level data was sourced from Numbeo.com. The Crime Index is an estimation of the overall level of crime in a given city or a country. We consider crime levels lower than 20 as very low crime levels.6. The Safety Index is sourced from Numbeo.com. It shows how safe it is to walk alone at night. If the city has a high safety index, it is considered very safe.7. Spooky Road Names – Compiled list of scary names: Devil, elm street, ghost, hallow, dead, hell, blood, hanging, dark, headless, witch, cemetery, black cat/dog, broomstick, spider, warlock. Searched https://www.streetlist.co.uk/and https://www.proviser.com/ to find which cities had streets with the names.8. Annual Sunshine shows the average number of hours of sunshine for the nearest climate station to each city. It was sourced from https://www.metoffice.gov.uk/research/climate/maps-and-data/uk-climate-averages. The nearest climate station was used for each city.9. To account for size differences between cities, the respective city population was divided by the corresponding measure.10. The factors used have varying units of measurement. To resolve this, each measure was standardised by calculating the value based on the percentile rank within the sample cities.
Thanks to COVID-19, or maybe by choice, you’re homeschooling your children. There are Pinterest boards galore on how to be the perfect homeschool parent. The problem is, it’s Pinterest, and you’re more than likely going to end up with more failures than successes. That’s not to say you aren’t capable of being a fantastic homeschool parent, but let’s face it, you’d rather be writing than teaching about writing.
So how do you find time to write when you’re homeschooling your kids? It’s a complicated dance that few understand because working from home IS working. And whether you write for fun or a living, you’d still like to find time to write.
The Importance of Taking Care of Yourself
First, it’s important to remember that no matter how you’re caring for your children – their physical, emotional, educational, or other needs – your needs are also important. You have to make time for yourself for work if you are a working parent and then also for any activities that fill your cup as a human being.
Not taking care of your needs can lead to big issues. Depression, addiction, anger or resentment, less productivity, and other issues come from an unhappy parent who feels overwhelmed. Some people suffer from a dual disorder because it becomes too much. But taking care of your needs helps you avoid this. So, if writing is that thing for you, listen up. Below are some tips on how you can find time to write while your kids are busy learning.
7 Tips for Finding Time to Write
When you’re trying to write, it can be best to have a clear space and some quiet, but that’s not always possible with kids at home. You also might take breaks to help them with questions or take care of their general needs. So while it’s not an ideal writing situation, it can be managed. Here are some tips to help you along the way.
Write when they write
If you have younger kids that need constant supervision while doing their school work, try writing when they write. It will give you a 30 minute span of time to write if they are practicing free writing every day. Put it on your academic calendar and be ready to tackle something every day.
Write when they sleep
If you have littles that nap, take the time to write while they’re asleep. If you’re a morning person, this can be a really productive time for your writing, and getting up an hour earlier than them can add to your writing time.
Schedule in some uninterrupted writing time
Try to have a set uninterrupted time that you can get at least an hour or two in to make sure your writing gets done. This can be a few days a week and whatever time works for you. It might be best to do this when someone else is home to help. To help with interruptions and distractions, wear headphones or put a special sign on your door.
Let them be bored
Creating a schedule for your homeschool day is important, but it’s also important to set aside blocks of time to be bored. Kids need boredom to inspire creativity. Let them know you’re going to spend time creating by writing, and they can pick something of their own to do for a set amount of time.
Build this into your day. This should be free play, where they have to choose how to fill their time without an assigned task. Set rules so that require them to pick a quiet, solo activity so that you can focus too.
Rethink your hours
Remember, the key is to be as flexible and organized as possible. This applies to school and work. School doesn’t have to be a full day like going to traditional school. Decide what they will learn and if it takes three hours one day, that’s all they need to do.
For work, remember that your work blocks can be shorter periods of time. This will help you get more done because smaller blocks of time are easier to come by and you can prioritize better. It will also help your kids know that you’ll be free soon. If your schedule requires more standard hours, change the times you do school to fit into your schedule.
If you pack your schedule full, no one will have time to breathe. Learn to say no so that you can have moments to yourself or time to write. Boundaries are important, and so is focusing on what you can do versus what you can’t.
Remember your why
Losing sight of why you are homeschooling can make things seem harder. Remember to let your children know that they are important too and that you are never too busy for them. Of course, they also need to understand that you do have times you need to write, so teaching them to respect that is important.
One Last Reminder, Mom to Mom
Whichever tips you choose to put into play, remember that you’re carving out time to pursue something you love. In doing so, you’re modeling an important behavior to your kids. They will learn to pursue what they love and that the art of learning and expressing themselves will never end.
Author Bio: Patrick Bailey is a professional writer mainly in the fields of mental health, addiction, and living in recovery. He attempts to stay on top of the latest news in the addiction and the mental health world and enjoy writing about these topics to break the stigma associated with them.
“Seven Winston Cup Championships and 7 Daytona 500 wins..”
Well, seven was also the time I woke up…I was not missing this day for anything. Twenty-three years ago, Mom graciously bought me a Richard Petty documentary that had a 1970 Plymouth Superbird diecast car with it.
I really wanted the Superbird…Little did I know that it would turn into a full blown…obsession…I wanted to be The King! Even though I had barely slept the night before, I was energized.
Even though 7AM was my exception and not the rule to when I woke up, I was up and about. It never hurt that I had laid out my clothes the night before. And it was still dark out. I methodically dressed just enough to be presentable for breakfast. And I opted against heavy eggs or the like. I opted for my preferred yogurt and granola which I found. And as much as coffee as I could. I ate quickly but unrushedly. I was excited. Once I felt further jumpstarted, I headed back to the room to fetch my camera, phone, and fully dress. I opted for a red oxford shirt that I’d had since age 15.
Something appropriate to meet the King, no? Gotta dress the part. I packed my autograph items into a Ringo Starr bag- and grabbed the bag to take with me. One item was a 1996 Petty Enterprises STP 25th Anniversary Racing Hauler Tractor Trailer that I’ve had since I’ve been a Richard Petty fan-and still had cars inside it. And there’s a laminated poster. The cars from the STP 25th Anniversary celebration in 1996 that match the hauler. Two from 1972. One from 1979. One from 1984. And the beautiful silver and blue and red specialty car from 1996.
My friend Mike, my only friend and friendship who has endured since primary school, gave me that poster a long time ago. Somehow, this poster survived a hellish move. (I’m sad to say that one of the cars on the poster Mike gave me that is on the poster did not…Mike, I’m sorry. I loved that car. But…Well, as The King says, “Don’t put a question mark where God puts a period.”) And it languished in a dark corner. But, after I made my decision in August come to North Carolina, and, after seeing the Petty Blue documentary two Sundays before this trip, I cleaned the poster up, took the glow in the dark stars off it, and hung it proudly on my fridge.
Back into Theresa. She was so awesome and tried to tell her as much every chance I could during this trip. Up and out of the hotel parkin lot. Right turn back to I-85. I merge…But I don’t have to go very far-one mile if that-to the next exit-and Route 62 eastbound. Gas station to my right. The sky is grey, but, the fields are wide open and full. The transition from suburban to rural is seamless. Farms and fields and foliage changing. And fifty miles an hour, tall trees. Churches. Intersections but no traffic lights. I’m looking for Business Route 220, and then Branson Mill Road. Route 62 winds but it’s not severe.
Now that I think about it, this was truly the perfect breeding ground for those moonshiners to drive race cars. And from out of nowhere, a body of water appears. It’s Randleman Lake. I feel somewhat at home-this countryside reminds me of Western Massachusetts…and I’m getting closer to where I need to go-Business Route 220, and then Branson Mill Road. And another gas station. I-73 again. Also Route 220. I’m close now. Finally. A traffic light. Randleman Road-my right turn. Some businesses appear on the right. At last-Richard Petty Museum to the left! I’m close! I’m close I’m close! And the Level Cross Volunteer Fire Department! I make a left on Branson Mill Road. And the classic rock is still cranked and it’s still not even 8AM!
A few houses. A barn. Then…white fence…and a sign…and a gentleman in a reflective shirt! A tandem sign. Petty’s Garage! Petty Museum! I made it! I made it! I turn left and I’m waved in. And I park on the big lawn! I’m here! I’m at Petty Enterprises in Level Cross!
I can’t believe it! I made it! I’m out of my car Theresa and I make my way to a line. There is someone wearing the same Cowboy Hat and a vintage Petty Racing and Petty Enterprises jacket. If I didn’t know better, I’d say that’s the King. And there’s a line all the way back to the edge of the parking area! And I queue up-the first person I meet is Mark Ray and I tell him it only took me 20 years, but, I drove all the way in from Connecticut and New York, I’m a lawyer in those states and in Massachusetts. And I’m so excited to be here… And I snap a photo of the line for my friend Dan at 8:00 AM.
Mark Ray came about an hour across North Carolina to be here-not 700 miles-the mountains-Mount Airy. He’s been a fan for a long time and he volunteers here. He’s a kind, unpretentious man. And he’s marveling in my marveling, and the story of how, as a kid, I became a Richard Petty fan. I get to talking to the others in line, like Tammy. She’s a BIG fan and I share my same story with her. She makes friendly quips about her age-naturally, I tell her that she does not look it. There’s Steve-wearing a bright burgundy Petty Enterprises shirt. He’s built like I am and just as gentle. We get to talking about autographs and the history-he’s come in from Ohio, and we discuss that infamous crash at Daytona in 1988…I’d like to add a photo of that crash that has a signature-“Keep Havin’ Fun”-sometimes the practice of law can feel like you are flipping seven times at Daytona! Keep Richard Petty kept right on havin’ fun! (Steve, Hope you got my note, THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for that photo.)
There’s a table of memorabilia on my right-a much larger version of my poster is there. It’s an auction table-all to benefit Victory Junction, the Petty Family Foundation-and all kinds of awesome stuff is on the table-jackets, autographs, I must be the youngest person here, well, at least, one of the youngest adults here at 32. (But I don’t reveal my age then.) Eventually, I meet Ms. Linda Ritchie-whom I spoke to on the phone and sent a check to a couple of weeks ago. She hands me my Richard Petty Fan Club Membership card, the commemorative pin (which goes initially on my collar and then on my pocket) and I thank her for her help! And there are two blue tickets-everybody, well, the first 150 (sensible to me), gets two autographs. And I cross the threshold…into the Richard Petty Museum!
And big as day and life, is that blue and dayglo orange 1984 Pontiac Grand Prix he won race number 200 in! I have to carefully move among a whole bunch of people inside shopping-and there’s the car… A Richard Petty Coke Mini Fridge…I try to take it all in….Petty’s Garage apparel to one side, Richard Petty Cars all over, the STP Pontiac Number 43 dead center, the life-size bobble head, glass cases of everything…I…don’t know how many laps I have to make… WOW-also big as day-with the bright red orange letters 42-is Lee Petty’s 1959 Oldsmobile. He won that first Daytona 500 in that car in 1959! There’s the ’67 Plymouth! The King won 27 races in 1967 in that iconic Petty Blue Plymouth, including ten straight! And there’s Mrs. The King-Lynda off to one corner! There’s the Plymouth Superbird-The King from CARS! The Superbird is perhaps the King’s most iconic car, with that giant wing, he won 18 races in 1970. A celebrity wall-Fleetwood Mac is up there! I would recognize Stevie Nicks at a distance! Directly across from that is the 1981 Buick he won that 7th Daytona 500 in-the 1986 Pontiac 2+2…There’s a political case….CARS is on in the background. The King, as The King is giving Lightning advice and its all over his head. Diecast cars in cases…A Pontiac Grand Prix trunk and back bumper is a bench. I wander my way outside to the courtyard and to the red floor-which was the race shop for 60 years-it was only 2009 that Car 43 left. Petty’s Garage is the performance shop behind the red floor (closed today as it’s Saturday.) Initially seeming out of place is a big Ford Thunderbird bearing the Wood Brothers No. 21, grit and CITGO decals. That was Kyle Petty’s Car that he won the World/Coca-Cola 600 in 1987-NASCAR’s longest race. And its next to his last car-the No. 45 Dodge. Because it was Kyle’s car, it’s not out of place. And that’s Kyle Petty’s corner. But, wait Joe…Why would that car seem out of place? The Wood Brothers were Petty Enterprises’ greatest rivals since NASCAR started. Famously, in 1976, David Pearson, driving the Purolator #21 Mercury fought Richard Petty on the last lap of the Daytona 500. Pearson and Petty wrecked, and Pearson beat the King because The King’s Dodge would not restart, even though he was closer to the start-finish line!
And across from me in a walker is a gentleman-William-and his loved one-Elizabeth, I believe. (I am so sorry to everyone whose name I missed, y’all were the kindest most welcoming folks ever! I hope that I will see some or all of you again in 2020! Thank you thank you thank you!) William is a veteran, he also volunteers at the museum and I recount my same story to him. I thank him for his service. Behind him is Richard Petty’s first car ever-a 1958 Oldsmobile. And fittingly enough, next to it, is his last ride from November 15, 1992 at Atlanta. (More on that later.)
I get to talking with William. We find some further interesting common ground beyond the King-we both are concerned that young people are not learning history in school. We are both disconcerted about how some history is erased…Show some respect for the dead. The conversation turns organically, to (Western) Massachusetts and about Captain Daniel Shays and his rebellion. And how I’ve been to the last site of Shays Rebellion in Sheffield-and how being down here reminds me of that countryside. And, about my name… The red floor is quiet. But I recognize the Petty Blue documentary in the background-and Adam Petty’s Car No. 45 in a corner. I gently excuse myself back to the action. William says, “What a nice man.” I smile. I needed to hear that. And Oh if my dear lawyer friends or colleagues could see me now…. That was a constant refrain. Back to the main museum floor. I don’t know what brought me to the cashier’s desk…Correction! I remember!
More below-I was buying goodies for myself and Nate, my mechanic—and low and behold, there she is-Ms. Sharon Petty Farlow is handling my transaction personally-and Ms. Farlow is Richard Petty’s oldest daughter! I recognize and greet Ms. Farlow-Thank You Again! It’s really warm. I don’t need this heavy lined denim chore coat I wore and I take it back to the car. And somewhere in there I realize…D’oh! I didn’t put the battery in the camera! Ah well. I’ll come back. I make a few laps…including back to the red floor…And texting Dan Gauthier all about it. And there’s Ms. Farlow again! I’m fairly certain I told her I came all the way from Connecticut-but I can’t remember.
I ask Ms. Farlow if we can take a photo together. And we do-with the King’s first car-she asks me about that. “Which car? How about the Oldsmobile, the first car? Oh that’s a good one.” Ms. Farlow brought tremendous joy, energy and enthusiasm. Before Ms. Farlow retired to running the Petty Museum and running events like this, indeed, running this show, she was a kindergarten teacher. Like her daddy The King, I can tell, She’s Still Havin’ Fun. Still Havin’ Fun…What does that mean? Richard Petty said he’d retire when he stopped havin’ fun. Lynda Petty, his wife and loved one of nearly 60 years confronted him in a hospital bed after he went barrel-roll flipping horrifically 7 times of Turn 4 at Daytona in 1988… he’s starting at the ceiling. She asks, “Are we still havin’ fun?” Thank you again Ms. Farlow! And I keep making laps. On the far side of the courtyard is the original garage-the Reaper Shed-that Lee Petty started in in 1949. And there’s old equipment back there, a 1950 Plymouth. It’s all frozen in time beautifully. I pause few times.
Heroically, Richard Petty’s crew managed to fix it so he was running at the finish-albeit without a hood or any front sheet-metal at all, and he took an iconic final farewell lap after the race. I wanted to see that car without fail. And Richard Petty’s uniform is there from that last race. And so is his helmet and leather jacket. There’s a gray unpainted test Pontiac, the iconic blue and red Dodge Charger from 1972, the red Dodge Truck from NASCAR’s Truck Series, I grew up around that truck! There’s a Petty Blue (indeed, its own color, the product of creativity at 2AM mixing white and blue to paint a car) Challenger Convertible with a mural, trophies and checkered flags… There is a whole corner just for Adam Petty.
I remember when Adam Petty died-he was so seen as the future. His first win was at Charlotte-he was breaking into the major series and he was not even 20 years old-and won at 18-just like his daddy Kyle at Daytona in 1979. And it just didn’t happen. He wrecked, in cruelly and ironically enough, New Hampshire Motor Speedway. And Petty Enterprises never quite recovered. But the car he won at Charlotte in is there. I step back outside. The sun is now out and the day is warm. It later occurs to me-this is a summer encore. I’m still getting to enjoy summertime freedom here! How bloody awesome is that? And soon the line begins queuing up to meet The King! Ms. Farlow is here, reminding us to make sure to have our tickets and our items ready-and not to pull any fast ones-she taught Kindergarten! As we patiently wait, I meet a Mom and Son. Dylan-and Tammy! (I believe…)
I’m sorry I didn’t buy some goodies from Dylan. But I did buy a few little goodies, mostly related to the poster and the hauler, from the picnic table from David-all benefitting the Petty Family Foundation and Victory Junction. The first Tammy joins us again. The line slowly snakes, as lines tend to do. We’re on the far edge of the courtyard when all of sudden, “There he is!” NASCAR’s KING and Ambassador, 7 Time Winston Cup Champion, 7 Time Daytona 500 Winner, 200 race winner, Ambassador to NASCAR when Ronald Reagan flew in on July 4, 1984, ladies and gentleman, in all his glory, the Man, the Legend, The King Richard Petty! And Richard Petty is there in his Cowboy hat, moustache, shades and all! I’m giddy like a child again and excited! The excitement’s palpable to Tammy and Dylan and I think everyone else in my orbit-even as the discussion moves to how it’s been a long few years for me leading to this. Tammy offers sound maternal inspiration-Mom’s with me and proud and happy. Mom would be.
She knew I was an adventurer. So did Dad. I think Mom would be proud that I went and did this finally and put it all together. Tammy is so kind and supportive. I’m moved. Back to the excitement at hand! We’re getting closer. Finally, we’re snaking back towards the museum from the red floor! And the King is getting closer-and Ms. Farlow checks with us about everything (“I’m an elementary school teacher-don’t put one over on me [paraphrased.]”)—I’m almost all compliant-I didn’t have my second item out. I remedy that. Finally…I’ve handed the camera (well, iPhone 4) to Ms. Farlow…and have my objects for autograph at the ready out of the Ringo Starr bag…One of the other favorite Richards… “Mr. Petty, I’m Joe, I’m a huge fan, I’m so happy that I finally get to meet you after 20 years!”
“Thank you man.” “I drove 700 miles all the way in from Connecticut to see you today!” “Now you drive safe driving back up there now, ya hear?” “I will! Thank you! Thank you!” And photos are taken! I DID IT! I finally met Richard Petty! Only took me 23 years, but, I met RICHARD PETTY! I MET THE KING! I MET RICHARD PETTY! I MET KING RICHARD PETTY AND THAT POSTER MIKE GAVE ME IS SIGNED SEALED DELIVERED! And the Richard Petty Convention slowly winds down. I secure my autographs safely in the car and return to the museum. I finally officially meet Bonnie Davis-she is the ambassadress of the museum, she runs retail, schedules, and all the rest! I thank her-she also answered one of my phone calls in September. It has been an epic day already and its only 12PM! Bonnie was a kind thoughtful wonderful person-we get to talking about all things legal, how I came all the way in from Connecticut. I start in on photos, including Theresa on the Petty lawn, an official citation from the Massachusetts State Senate, you name it! Naturally, there is discussion of Massachusetts-and of Richard Petty’s substantial firearm collection-I tell Bonnie that one day he’ll have to visit the Springfield Armory. I promise Bonnie and Ms. Farlow that I will be back with the camera battery. And I tell them a few times, “You outdid yourselves, Thank you so much!”
I’m so happy-if Christmas happened in extended summer in October, that wouldn’t even come close…I include Bonnie’s assistant-Maddie, or Hannah? (I’m so sorry for forgetting your name!) I hustle the 25 mile roundtrip back to Archdale to fetch the camera battery, still giddy. And I’m back! Much of the fandom has cleared out, off to Downtown Randleman for NASCAR Days, but, I’m here to savor.
Ms. Farlow acknowledges as much! And Ms. Farlow is happily departing, she’s done for the day-and she’s earned it. I thank her again for outdoing herself and going above and beyond. But I also speak up. “Before you go, could I ask one more small thing please?” “What ya need?” “Would you please take a photo of me and the ’67 Plymouth, please?” (That car won 27 races that season, including 10 in a row.) Ms. Farlow graciously obliges. Thank you again Ms. Farlow!! And then she’s off. Thank you again-you truly outdid yourself! And I spend a solid hour or 90 minutes admiring and absorbing everything and taking photographs, the guns, Lynda’s dolls-it’s not just Lynda’s dolls that are here for here. If Richard was the King, Lynda was truly the Queen of NASCAR. Richard made a point of ensuring Lynda was in CARS with him-and there’s a big poster honoring Lynda’s character from the movie-Mrs. the King. Lynda stood by her man-for 60 years-and we are all diminished without her. The museum isn’t just the cars-it’s a whole museum to Richard Petty and the family-everything that goes into him and his life.
Dare I say it, Richard Petty is a renaissance man for whom racing came first but had a whole bunch of interests-and he brought those interests to all of us. Thank you, King Richard! And there was Melinda (I think…)-she invited me to come to the Daytona 500 with her as part of a group trip down from North Carolina! Oh I so would have said yes! But, honored and flattered as I was, I had to gently decline-I didn’t live in North Carolina and couldn’t contribute. Richard Petty was Melinda’s connection to her dad-they listened together every Sunday afternoon as the King raced. (Sounds like my Mom and her Dad-Star Trek was one of their many links.) I so wanted to say yes-but, I couldn’t-I couldn’t make it work. But she was wonderful-a total stranger inviting a daggum Yankee like me to Daytona??? WOW. Awesome. I hold court a little bit with Bonnie and Maddie/Hannah. And I tell her about the other important and awesome Bonnie friend I have, Bonnie Gauthier, Dan’s wife and loved one back home. And I shop. Round one-aha! That’s why I originally met Ms. Farlow!
Nate, my mechanic, is a good friend and has a big Powered by Petty’s Garage logo on his truck. I promised Nate something with Petty’s Garage….And I found it. An Awesome Petty’s Garage hooded sweatshirt…And I bought it for him-and a Petty Blue long sleeve t-shirt with STP on the front and the 43 on back. And I shop-Round 2, as I promised Bonnie. Three more t-shirts, all with a 43 on them go into my stack. I ask Bonnie, “May I try on the dress shirt?” “Sure thing.” The shirt fits great-and Bonnie notices. (I wore the shirt to the John Adams Courthouse on November 26.) I find a patch, a pin, I could spend a lot of money here. I did-$200. But…They asked me if I wanted to round up to benefit Victory Junction. Happily. Indeed, I guesstimated my tab on Round 2 of shopping at $125. I was right-but it was-$115 with my Petty Fan Club discount. I said, Round it Up to $125. I eyed things…I said my thanks you and goodbyes-and Bonnie takes my picture with my hand on that magical 200th victory car. But as I got to the car…Something felt incomplete. Back for Round 3. A Petty’s Garage shirt for Dan Gauthier. And now, time to go downtown to NASCAR days and lunch! I ain’t eaten since breakfast! Down Route 220 to Randleman. I find town, park, and walk in! Wow. There are a bunch of people here! And I walk into a festival. STreets are closed, there’s a Number 8 Stock Car with Goodwrench livery, there are bunch of people. And I walk freely and happily among the crowd. That other Richard comes in handy…. “I’m from New York and New England.” “Well, we’ll forgive you that.” “Well, how many New Yorkers do you know who can do this? They’re gonna put me in the movies, they’re gonna make a big star outta me, yes they are, make a film about a man who’s sad and lonely….And all I gotta do is Act Naturally…” “BUCK! Well done.” Later… “You came all the way down from Connecticut in one day?” “No, not quite, I stopped off in Gettysburg and kinda did General Lee’s march backwards through Antietam!” In a different way, the streets of Randleman are just as much of a sensory buffet as the Petty Museum was. This is a true small town, a downtown, well, North Carolina calls Randleman a city. So too will I. This city’s population is 4500 or so, there are small stores, counter restaurants, churches aplenty, all centered on Main, Academy and Naomi Streets. There’s a band singing, classic cars in a neat line, and right at City Hall, there’s the ’79 Monte Carlo the King won his 7th Championship in by 11 points over old D-W Darrell Waltrip. (Well, actually, he drove an Oldsmobile and a Chevy Caprice that year also-but whatever. We don’t venerate form over substance.) A church is selling barbecue for $5. I happily buy some-I’ve been wanting to try Carolina barbecue since I committed to this trip! They do not disappoint-the pulled pork is delicious. This is right near City Hall. And Lo and behold-Carolina Barbecue Sauce! No…HAWG SAUCE! Mark McMasters HAWG SAUCE! Mr. McMasters is kind and encouraging and welcomes me to sample it. Pause for a moment. Carolina Barbecue is its own wonderful invention-a vinegar based sauce. There’s Eastern Style-which is straight vinegar based. Then there’s Western Style-also called Lexington Style (just down the road)-which is vinegar plus tomato and ketchup. And Mr. McMasters is selling Lexington Style. “Would you like to try some, Sir?” “Yes please, I’ve been wanting to try Carolina Barbecue!” Wow… Tangy with the vinegar…then a sweet and spicy explosion! My kinda thing! “Delicious! May I have another please?” “Sure.” “I’m Joe, I came all the way in from New England to be here today!” “Well thank you so much sir.” “Joe, call me Joe, we’re not in court.” I buy two bottles-one for me, one for my friend Andy. And I take in all the street vendors-making a charitable donation here and there, ending up at Matt’s NASCAR and DIecast stand just out side a biker bar and a Hot Rod. I almost head in for a beer. Matthew is from Martinsville, VA-not that far up the road.And we get to talking-about how I’ve come in, how wonderful the people are-and how we always can meet someone-I recount stories of the New York City Subway and how tourists from down South were always wonderful. That’s what’s it all about, ain’t it? And he finds the one and only Richard Petty car he’s got and I happily buy it from him. I must admit, I am awestruck at how kind, outgoing, and interested everyone I’ve met has been in Randleman and at the Richard Petty Museum. The fact that I’m daggum Yankee isn’t a strike against me. I’m not trying to foist values on anyone. I’m just here because, for 23 years, I’ve been a Richard Petty fan and I might not ever have another chance to meet this American Hero! And I fit right in-just as I fit right in the grit and specialized training of the brothers at Rescue 4, the three-wayed-couple at Charlie’s Steakhouse in New Orleans…. Acceptance has been SO hard to obtain and attain in my life….Provincialism sadly percolates much of where I’ve lived over the years…Or people have misunderstood and branded with me labels… ENOUGH. I’m savoring every minute walking the streets of the City of Randleman, the sun is out, it’s 80 degrees and it feels like the hope and wonderment of summer, even if its October 12! I buy lemonade, I buy more Barbecue sauce, this time from Blue Mist! Blue Mist was awesome too-I need a nice piece of meat for that. If you haven’t tried it, TRY CAROLINA BARBECUE SAUCE! That was part of the hype lead up to the trip-me looking that up and discussing it with my friend Ira-he’s originally from North Carolina! And then…The King’s back! I run into…Oh God…What were their names? We held court at the museum…David and Brett…No… DAN! DAN THE MAN! Fail on me….They were so wonderful-and we had such great discussion… “Joe, you gonna join us for more autographs? I hadn’t planned to..But you talked me into it.” Preliminarily, I actually run and fetch the car real quick and bring it a little closer to downtown. Then I resume my spot in line-I’ll get another autograph with the car I bought from Matthew. And the line snakes around City Hall to that ’79 Monte Carlo. And I talk to more fans….And offer to pinch-sign.Tammy and Dylan are there too… And I’m back in the presence of the King and Mark Ray! And I introduce myself as Joe Christmas (yes, that’s really my name) and thank him again for everything! And I have a photo taken with him! And with Mark Ray-and get the new friend their bobblehead. And thank Sergeant Lowe of the Randleman PD…. I’m officially charbroiled-that’s what happens when you wear long sleeves in 80-85 degree humidity. But I met the King and met the most wonderful people! Unfortunately, that’s about where we parted with Mark Ray, Tammy and Dylan-all with miles to go before they slept-another time I look forward to further holding court with them. I opt for a soft serve ice cream to cool off. And I met the most wonderful folks from the Randleman Chamber of Commerce-the day was definitely wrapping up-Josh, Leigh, and Jeff. They are impressed that I drove 700 miles down-and I offer to help them start taking the day apart-by moving a large table. They wished they had a hotel in Randleman-but I think staying in Archdale (also in Randolph County) counts as close enough. They care about this city of theirs-and are devoted by selling shirts (I buy one), and selling Randleman as the place to be. Leigh, next time I’m there, I promise to try your Sir Pizza! I thank them for outdoing themselves…And I suspect I told them how much their city and area reminded me of The Berkshires and my adoptive Commonwealth… There are two touching scenes in Cars with Paul Newman, Bonnie Hunt, and Owen Wilson. Paul Newman talks about why he came to Radiator Springs after the racing world quit on him-people in Radiator Springs cared about one another. Bonnie Hunt left the city and broke down out there-that is, in the countryside of Radiator Springs-and she stayed-to be happy. I don’t want to leave the orbit of Massachusetts or New York. But I do want, no, yearn and crave for community, where, as Bruce Springsteen says, “Nobody crowds you but nobody goes it alone.” The positive sentiment of community was alive, well, joyous and thriving when I met the Richard Petty fans at Petty Enterprises and went to Randleman and celebrated NASCAR days-like Paul Newman and Bonnie Hunt finding community in Radiator Springs.
Thank you, Randleman!
I drive home, well, back to Archdale with the window open. It’s not far up Route 220-73 back to Route 62 and drive the same route back. The sun is setting over the highway. The trees and the hills are gorgeous, almost soothing. The highway is open and inviting. I drove Route 62 at sunrise. Now I bookend to driving Route 62 at sunset. The sky is fiery orange-and the pastures are pristine-Rockwell could not have painted a better portrait. The low sun over the fields and the high tree is idyllic-happy pastoral. I am quietly giddy with happiness and inspired by the whole sight-this is a gorgeous and wonderful spot. I don’t know that I could live down here, but, I definitely want to return. I feel at home here-all the connections to nature and natural beauty are here… Ms. Linda Ritchie, Steve and Tammy all invited me down to the after party in Asheboro. I return to my hotel room and jump in the pool for a little while. My shoulder is bothering me-I suspect it stemmed from moving the large table for the Chamber of Commerce folks. But I wouldn’t change a thing. If a tender shoulder is what I have to go through to savor acceptance and community and a summer encore, I welcome it. But I had broiled and needed to cool off desperately. And I did-and jumped in the shower-and put on one of the (Petty Blue) shirts I bought over a red long sleeved t-shirt-I looked like Richard Petty’s car! That was a good decision packing that shirt! Back in the car for the 30 minute ride down to Asheboro. The night horizon is gorgeous-and the highway is comparatively empty. The serene calm I felt driving down Route 62 returned as I traversed the North Carolina night. It’s remote countryside and I am quite alone on I-74 and 73, but I am not lonely or nervous. I have a destination. And I arrive-quite tardily-but still with a good party going-to smiles from Steve, William, Tammy, Ms. Linda, and the new folks I hadn’t met before. William is impressed that I cleaned up. Tammy invites me to sit down with her and we go through the raffle-she dominates and wins handily! I am among friends. Oh God-what was the kind older woman’s name? Elizabeth again….I’m sorry I don’t remember. She offers to pour me soda…Thank you! Thank you! The Cranberry Ginger Ale please. THen there’s David… I don’t win a thing, but I don’t care. I’m content. William and Elizabeth have to head for Tennessee-and they share gorgeous photos. I hope to see William again. And Steve, William, Tammy, Tammy, Dylan, Dan, Ms. Linda all ask me the same question: “See you next year, Joe? It’s the 50th Anniversary next year. [Or some variation of that.] Yes, absolutely! You invited me!” The afterparty finally winds down. It was simple but effective and excellent. Ms. Linda and David share stories of conventions past, what we hope to accomplish for the 50th-I help David load up, and I offer to let them ask me legal questions. And I tell them all about my practice. And then…the big reveal. “How old do you think I am? Forties, Joe? Oh, thank you! Go lower. 37. Lower. 35. Lower. Come on Joe. I turn 33 in December.” And I promise to be back-and thank them all one more time and wish them safe travels-as they wish me the same back to Connecticut. I find some dinner nearby in Asheboro (even though it’s pushing 10PM)-that was the one thing I missed was having a local sit down meal. Next time. And I head back up I-73 and 74 to I-85 to Archdale, through the Piedmont night. 24 hours ago I had parked at the Fairfield Inn with a dream, a daggum Yankee a long long way from home. Tonight I parked at that Fairfield Inn having accomplished that dream-I met Richard Petty at long last after 23 years-and I found a wonderful group of people who just wanted to know me and took me as they found me.
THANK YOU ALL!
Playlist for the Road-“Nineteen Summer”-Played Consecutively or Even Better Shuffled
This Song-George Harrison-33 1/3
It Don’t Come Easy (Live)-Ringo Starr-The Anthology…So Far, Disc 1
The No No Song (Live)-Ringo Starr-The Anthology…So Far, Disc 1
10.Manana (Is Soon Enough for Me)-Jackie Davis-Ultra-Lounge, Vol.2 Mambo Fever
Memphis in Your Mind-Ringo Starr-Ringorama
12.Weight of the World-Ringo Starr-Time Takes Time
13.For You (Live at the Roxy Theatre, ’78)-Bruce Springsteen (And The E Street Band)-Live Collection-EP
14.Keep on Running-The Spencer Davis Group-THe Best of the Spencer Davis Group
15.You Can Leave Your Hat On-Joe Cocker-Classic Hats
16.Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band-The Beatles-Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band
With a Little Help from My Friends-The Beatles (RINGO!)-Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band
18. Don’t Go Where The Road Don’t Go-Ringo Starr-Time Takes. Time
19.Atlantic City (Live)-Bruce Springsteen-MTV Unplugged
20.Temporary One (Live)-Fleetwood Mac-The Dance
Sussudio (1985)-Phil Collins-…Hits
22.The Glamorous Life-Sheila E.-The Glamorous Life
23.Tequila-The Champs-Party Super Hits
24.Who Can It Be Now? Men at WOrk-Contraband: The Best of Men at Work
25.Act Naturally-The Beatles (RINGO)-The U.S. Albums
26.Flashdance…What a Feeling-Irene Cara-Flashdance Soundtrack
Go Your Own Way (Live)-Fleetwood Mac-The Dance
28.Wrecking Ball (Live at Giants Stadium)-Bruce Springsteen-Wrecking Ball (Live)
29.Rosalita (Come Out Tonight) (Live at the Roxy)-Bruce Springsteen (And The E Street Band)-Live Collection-EP
30.Jungleland (Live)-Bruce Springsteen
Don’t Stop (Live-with the USC Marching Band)-Fleetwood Mac-The Dance
ENCORE/ADD-ONS FOR TASTEBorn to Run-Bruce Springsteen-Born to RunFlirting With Disaster-Molly HatchettThe Promised Land-Bruce SpringsteenPHIL COLLINS-THE SINGLES COLLECTIONDon’t Lose My NumberI Missed AgainA Groovy Kind of Love Who Said I Would (Live in Dallas)You Can’t Hurry LoveThru These WallsSussudioOne More NightTwo HeartsIn the Air Tonight (Single Version)Easy LoverAgainst All Odds (Live in Dallas)Take Me Home——————-