This weekend is the Indianapolis 500. I once attended an auto race and enjoyed it tremendously, though I confess (and this is a blot on my country music credentials) to not following that particular sport in all of its no-doubt interesting varieties. But I remember as a child getting together with the whole Veith clan at the family farm in Tonkawa, huddling around a short wave radio to hear the broadcast of the Indianapolis 500. My father had a distant cousin, Bob Veith, who would be in that race, and we would always root for him. I was pleased to discover that, though, he never won that particular race, Bob nevertheless rates a Wikipedia article for his racing career: Go here.
Indy driver Bob Veith
May 23rd, 2008 | Personal, Sports
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That’s really cool. Looks like Bob was a good driver!
That’s one sweet vocation!
Probably like many other young boys, my dream was always to race at Indy. Maybe in heaven…
What a wonderful memory!
Bob Veith was not only a good race car driver but a good human being as well. He spent a lot of time on the high school lecture circuit promoting safe driving, and even late in life was still actively involved in making this world a better place.
If you’ll excuse me now I think I’ll go and fire up that shortwave radio… Have a safe and gratifying memorial day, everyone!
Charles (my dear cousin), thanks for that. Those Memorial days at your place really are fond memories for me. We would decorate the family graves, then have a great time. You and I and our other cousins would play on the farm–a wonderland for us town kids–and listen to the Indianapolis 500. Those were holidays both meaningful and fun.
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