It was early February 2020 a chilly winter morning. I got up in the dark before the sunrise to go for a walk on the beach before work. Of course February Amber was not counting on her plantar fasciitis killing her once she put her toes in the sand. So instead of dipping my …
I loved Santa Anita Park from the first time I walked into her art-deco green grandstand. I was twelve years old and though I couldn’t place my own bets, my grandmother was happy to place them for me. With a wink, she told the tellers that she was too senile to remember who to bet …
Dear Senator Feinstein, Good morning mame, It’s me again, one of the nameless seventy-seven thousand workers in the horse racing industry here in Southern California. Let me tell you just the cliff notes about myself. My great grandfather Levi Strauss migrated across this great country of ours in the fifties with his family. Before leaving …
As a horse racing lover watching the news here in California, all you will see in the last six months is the radical lefts biased opinion about what they consider “Those poor horses” That is nothing if not fake news. Last weekend Santa Anita Park hosted the Breeder’s Cup Classic for the tenth time here …
It’s September 11th today eighteen years later and this is the kind of day where every American asks themselves where was I when the world stopped turning? September 11th 2001, 3 a.m. I forcefully pulled myself out of bed in Redlands, California, 2,790 miles from NYC. I coughed up a lot of flem, chugged some …