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No, in spite of what some of you might think, I did not die during the past week; I am still alive! :D As you probably remember, last week I left my home with my mother to visit her family since my grandfather recently passed away. Well, I just recently got back home a few hours ago from my trip...and I want to first and foremost apologize for being totally inactive the past week when I promised I would be. I had no idea that my aunt and cousin (who inherited my grandparents' house) were in the process of moving to a (nicer) house in a town 25 miles away from their old one. They actually cut off the Internet prior to us getting there (since they will be moving in another week or so), and so I had no way of accessing the Internet at all this past week. (For those of you wondering "why didn't you just use your cell phone", 1. I didn't bring my cell phone with me and 2. It doesn't have Internet access so it would have been no help in that situation). I hope nobody was worried something bad happened to me during the past week...I'm really sorry, but then again, it couldn't really be helped! Anyways, like I said, I'm back again...and I'm sorry to say, it was not a very pleasant trip overall. So I suppose I shall have to give you all a summary of what happened during my trip (so I hope you all don't mind a long journal entry-but you're all used to me writing a lot, right? ;))

First and foremost, the plane ride(s) there were smooth (although I think the pilot who flew us from Columbia to Philadelphia was inexperienced!). Sadly, my family's situation has not really improved since I last visited...in fact, it's gotten even uglier. Grandpa's funeral was last Friday. Everyone dressed up in Hawaiian-styled shirts (seeing as that was Grandpa's favorite type of shirt, we figured it would be a fitting way to honor him), and the service began a little after 10 in the morning. Since Grandpa was a retired member of the US military, military veterans were in accompaniment at the funeral, as well as two active military members. They played "Taps" and "Amazing Grace", fired a three-gun salute, and my cousin was presented with the folded American flag as a memorial to him. Since my grandmother never had a proper funeral (she was cremated, after all), it ended up being a tribute to both my grandparents' lives. The pastor said some very moving things about their lives and what sort of people they were, and many of us shared our personal memories of them. I managed to speak up (through my tears), and shared how I always loved coming up to visit them when I was growing up, and how much I knew it meant to them to see me every year. I even shared one particular memory of my grandfather that will stick with me: how I always used to love sitting in his old recliner. That was his chair...yet even so, Grandpa would never yell at me or discipline me for taking his chair (he was a very mild-mannered person in all actuality). Instead, he would playfully annoy me by spouting off random stuff that I couldn't care less about until I would finally just get annoyed and relinquish the chair to him! :D I'm really gonna miss him doing stuff like that...It was a pretty somber experience, all in all, but I'm sure my Grandpa would have really appreciated all that happened that morning :) Afterwards, we had a barbeque at the local park to honor Grandpa and just try to properly interact as a family. We were all worried something terrible was going to happen there considering the poor state of relations between some of my family members, but remarkably, everything went smoothly. Everyone generally behaved themselves and I actually had a good time hanging out with all my cousins. I was pleasantly surprised things had gone over well (more or less).

And then that's when everything started going to hell. You see, my aunt and cousin have gathered up old things from the attic as they prepare to move (including possessions of my grandparents), and are letting family members take them with them if they want them. Unfortunately, this ended up causing some real friction between two of my family members. The aunt who I said would pick us from the airport wanted my Grandmother's old clock. However, one of my uncles had purchased it many years prior for her, and in fact, Grandma herself had said that he could have it back once she passed away. My uncle came over Sunday afternoon and took the clock home with him. When my aunt came by that night and found out the clock she wanted was gone...well, to say she was mad would be an understatement. I'm not sure I've ever seen someone that livid before in my life! When she found out the clock was gone, she grabbed a beer and stormed off to the front porch huffily. When my mother came outside to try to discuss things with her...that is where things got ugly. She hollered so loudly in anger that I swear the whole town probably heard her! She decided to direct her rage at my mother since my uncle wasn't there and she was the easiest convenient target, and proceeded to absolutely drill into her...even going so far as threatening to deck her and my uncle! :( She ended up storming off in a huff, and she didn't show up at the house again after that. Needless to say, she didn't end up taking us back to the airport like we had planned...instead, my uncle took us. He was quite angry with her as well (rightfully) for trying to deny him the clock (going so far as to call her-I kid you not-"The Clock Nazi"!). To make matters worse, while alone my cousin shared some...unsavory family secrets that I had no prior knowledge of and absolutely blew my mind upon hearing about them. I will not share what he told me (I promised him I would not mention it to anyone since bringing it up would unleash full-blown war amongst the family), but...Let me just say, I have pretty much lost any and all respect for one of my uncles altogether, and I will never be able to see some of my family members in the same light as I once did again. This was exactly the sort of stuff I was hoping would not happen, but I guess that was too much to ask for...Situations like this can either bring families together, or absolutely tear them to shreds...:(

If there was one saving grace of this whole trip...it was definitely my cousin. When my aunt and mother started arguing with each other, he saw how much it upset me seeing and hearing that out of them, and after my aunt left, he decided to take me for a little drive so we could each have some time alone and let everyone else cool off. We ended up driving out to a quiet spot out in the countryside (the perfect sort of place for the setting of a ghost story, if I must say so myself), where we proceeded to spend a good hour just talking with one another about things. It was really refreshing to have someone to talk to who could understand my situation, and we ended up having a rather meaningful discussion. Among other things, he said that I remind him of Grandpa (who was actually his adopted father, since his mother did a horrendous job taking care of him as a baby) in some ways-in particular, I seem to have inherited his mild-mannered nature, and much like him, I too tend to be non-confrontational (Grandpa would often go drive off and let things cooled off whenever an argument brewed). He also said he really felt sorry for me that I had to be exposed to such a nasty state of things, and that it wasn't fair I had to live in worry of being yelled at or called out by someone else when I am one of the few people in my whole family who hasn't tried to wrong, cheat, or take something away from another person in the family. Yesterday morning, he also took me on another hike, just like the last time I visited (I have mentioned my cousin is quite the avid hiker...this man has climbed over 200 mountains in the past few years, and volunteers to do trail work on some of them). He had planned to take me anyways, but after all the BS I had to endure, he felt that I really deserved a nice day out where I could just enjoy myself and not have to worry about being exposed to more family drama or (worse) being dragged into it. He took me all the way out to the Catskill mountains, and we proceeded to hike up one of them. It was a bit tougher than the last hike-it was longer, and the trail was much rockier. Not to mention, I managed to hurt my ankle early on when I stumbled over a rock and badly scraped it up! (It's still pretty sore today). But all in all, it was a good day-we managed to reach the peak, and even got to visit the old fire tower at the summit and get quite a spectacular view of the other mountains all around. We got quite a good number of photos, and I am pleased to say that this time I can actually post some of them up if you all would like to see them! (We got photos of our hike last year, but my cousin never managed to get in contact with me through e-mail, so I never got them. This time around, however, we were able to hook the camera up to my computer, and so I have 'em this time!) To say the hike was the highlight of my trip would be a severe understatement. Yes, my trip was a very depressing and unhappy one over all, but at least it wasn't totally a dire mess...

So now I'm back home again (after my mother and I spent a night in a hotel at the airport before getting up early in the morning to catch our plane back), and...Yeah. That...happened. It was not a happy chapter in my life, to say the least...it's a pretty big kick in the gut to see that the bonds between some of my family members is pretty much irreparably damaged. It wasn't pleasant seeing them bicker with one another, nor was it pleasant learning secrets that I wish I could erase from my mind :( And as I said, I don't think I can ever see some of them the same way again...But on the bright side, at least the trip was not entirely a disaster, and at the very least, I was able to say my final goodbyes to my grandfather like I wanted...I will try my best to get back to posting collages and screencaps, and honestly, I think I may get back to writing again soon. (I actually discussed my writing a bit with my cousin, and he himself said it would probably do me some good to write again since it's best to do anything to take your mind off this whole situation and not dwell on it lest you'll go off your rocker as well). But needless to say, this is one trip I won't be forgetting for quite some time...
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Well, as I'm sure most of you are aware of, my grandfather died this past Friday. It's the second time in the past nine months my family has been struck by death, and...Well, it's been pretty hard for me realizing I have no living grandparents anymore...

Well, just like last October, my mother and I leaving for New York again to visit the family and attend Grandpa's funeral, which is this Friday. We purchased plane tickets over the weekend, and we will be leaving for New York tomorrow night. This time, we will be flying out of my state capital (Columbia)'s metro airport at a little after 6 P. M. Our flight will stop at Philadelphia for about an hour, and from there we will board a second plane to Syracuse, where one of aunts will pick us up. We should arrive at my grandparents' old home by midnight or a little later. We won't be staying as long as we did last time (we bought a round-trip ticket this time), as we'll be coming back in a week...

I will be taking my laptop with me, so do expect to hear from me in the next week (I will most probably post another new journal the day after we arrive letting you know we made it safely). I may be able to post up a screencap or two and another Indy 500 collage (time permitting), but I will have to make sacrifices in other ways (don't expect me to write any stories while I'm up there). I suppose it will be nice to see my family again, although, again, I wish it could be under more pleasant circumstances...Like I said, I'll let everyone know how things are going once I arrive...I just hope things will go better with my mother's family than they did last time...
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  • Drinking: Some kind of liquid substance...
The 1948 Indy 500 Field by GoodCaptainClack
The 1948 Indy 500 Field
Well, here's the 1948 Indy 500 field! Onto the race summary...

After the driver boycott the previous year that threatened to (and ultimately did) result in the 500 having a very short year, ASPAR was no more, a distant memory in drivers' minds. There was no boycott for the '48 race...in fact, this year's running of the 500 saw a record number of entries...EIGHTY cars were on the entry list, and there were nearly that many drivers. Among the more interesting entrants were second-generation driver Billy DeVore in the bizarre six-wheeled Pat Clancy machine (the only six-wheeled car to ever race at Indy), and most unusually, a radical steam powered car entered by Ford Motor Company engineer Lawrence D. Suttle that ultimately ended up being a no-show for the month of May.

The Lou Moore-owned Blue Crown Specials of Mauri Rose and Bill Holland, the top two finishers from the previous 500, were back again and expected to be major threats this year as well. And once again, the Novi team showed up with two cars. 51 year old veteran Cliff Bergere was once again tabbed to drive one of the powerful machines, and this time he was planned to be teamed up with fellow veteran Chet Miller. Considerable drama surrounded the Novi team prior to the race, however...

This year, the Novis were installed with 112-gallon fuel tanks to ensure they could make the race on just one pit stop. The Blue Crown Specials had only pitted once the previous year, while the Novis guzzled up considerably more fuel, which put them at a disadvantage, and so owner Lew Welch had installed the larger fuel tanks to give the high horsepower beasts a shot. Unfortunately, it seemed to have a significant effect on their handling. Bergere found himself spinning out several times in practice, finally spinning the car backwards into a light pole and denting up the tail section. The damage was repairable, but Bergere was so frustrated with the team after that he promptly quit on the spot, feeling that the Novis were unsafe and that someone would get badly hurt behind the wheel of one of them. Bergere promptly took a ride in another car, but didn't make the field. It was the last time he'd be an entrant in the 500.

Not to be deterred, Lew Welch called on the original pilot of the Novi from the '46 race, Ralph Hepburn. Hepburn, now 52 years old, hadn't participated at Indy the previous year, as he had been the head of ASPAR and, thus, the leader of the driver boycott. When asked to drive the Novi again, Hepburn gladly jumped at the chance and took Welch's offer. He too was a bit dissatisfied with the car's handling, but asked them to make adjustments to make the car drive like it had in '46 (coincidentally, this WAS the same car he had driven in that race) and felt confident it would have a great shot at finally taking him to Indy's victory lane. On May 16th, Hepburn went out to run some practice laps before he prepared to qualify the car. He cut a fast lap just a little bit slower than his record 134 MPH lap he'd set in 1946, and it looked like Hepburn might well be right.

But then, disaster struck. Coming into turn 3, the back end of Hepburn's car got out from under him and his car slid towards the infield grass. He tried to save the powerful machine, but the Novi shot right back across the track and heavily clouted the outside wall at high speed, at nearly a head-on angle. The Novi was heavily crunched by the vicious impact with the outside wall, and Hepburn was trapped in the wreck. Safety crews rushed to his aid, but it took them 20 minutes to extricate him from the car. But it was no matter...Ralph Hepburn was dead. He had died instantly upon impact with the wall, the violent hit crushing his chest and fracturing his skull. Hepburn's death was a major blow to the Novi team...and to all of the other drivers as well, considering that Ralph was one of the most well respected drivers out there at the time.

Hepburn's Novi was too badly damaged to be repaired for another driver to take a turn in it, and so it was withdrawn. Shortly afterwards, Chet Miller decided to withdraw from the remaining Novi for safety concerns (opting to take a ride in the #31 Don Lee car), and now it seemed like nobody would drive for the team in the 500. But Miller knew someone who was interested in taking the ride...Dennis "Duke" Nalon, another veteran driver with several starts at Indy, but had never really had a shot in a great car before. At Miller's and several other drivers' reccomendation, Welch tabbed Nalon to drive the remaining Novi. He spun early on in his first practice session, but was able to get into the rhythm of things and had a strong qualifying session. His speed wasn't faster than Hepburn's '46 record, but it was very close, the fastest overall average speed turned in during qualifying at 131.603 MPH. However, he'd have to start a few rows back in the field, as his speed wasn't turned in on pole day time trials...

The pole went to Rex Mays in the Bowes Seal Fast Special, the fourth time he had won the pole for the Indy 500, having previously done so in '35, '36, and '40. Mays had many good runs in the 500 and had led many laps over his previous 10 500s to date, but had yet to win. Mechanical gremlins always seemed to prematurely put him on the sidelines before the day was over. The Blue Crown Specials of Holland and Rose took the second and third starting positions to join him on the front row. All three, as well as Nalon, were expected to be major contenders for the win. Ted Horn started fifth and was also expected by many to be a threat as well. He was the two time defending national champion, and had always run very strongly at Indy (in fact, he had finished 4th or better in 8 of his 9 Indy starts to date), but always came up short for the win. Nine rookies managed to qualify for the race, most notably among them future 500 winner Lee Wallard, future 500 pole winner Jack McGrath, inaugural Southern 500 (yours truly's home race!) winner Johnny Mantz, powerboat racer Bill Cantrell, future veteran (and later, USAC competition director) Duane Carter, and sprint car ace Travis Webb, known better by his colorful nickname "Spider" (Spider Webb, haha...)

Monday, May 31st came, and with it meant the start of the 32nd Indy 500. The 33 cars took one parade lap and roared under the green flag with Mays taking the lead at the start. After only one lap, veteran Harry McQuinn fell by the wayside with supercharger issues, ending his final 500 in last place. He was soon joined on the sidelines by Paul Russo, Emil Andres, Mike Salay, and Doc Williams (who had started 6th), all of whom were by the wayside by the 50 mile mark with mechanical woes.

Mays led the opening 17 laps, but the car on the move was the Bennett Bros. special of Ted Horn. He charged in the early laps from his fifth starting spot to take the lead away on lap 18, and would lead the next 55 trips around the track. Nalon was also on the move through the field, as were the cars of Tony Bettenhausen, Wallard, and Mack Hellings. Rose got around Holland for third place early on, and so for much of the early going, the front five consisted of Horn, Mays, Rose, Holland, and Nalon, with Jimmy Jackson trailing behind in sixth.

Unlike the previous year's race, the '48 500 was largely a clean race, as there were no serious incidents or crashes in the race. The first significant event to occur in the race happened around the 150 mile mark when rookie Duane Carter's Belanger Motors car lost a wheel in the second turn, but he was uninjured and was safely able to get off the track. Jimmy Jackson spun in the closing stages of the race when his car broke a spindle, but again, there was no serious damage and he was OK. After Hepburn's tragic death in practice, they couldn't really have asked for a safer race.

Horn gave up the lead to pit for the first time on lap 73, handing the lead back to Mays. He held the lead for 19 more laps before he headed pitside for the first time on lap 92, and that handed the lead to the Novi of Nalon for the first time. Nalon had planned to take things easy in the first half of the race until he made his only planned pit stop, and then planned to go for broke in the last half knowing he wouldn't have to stop a second time. Nalon led as the race crossed the halfway mark. By this time, 13 cars (McGrath, Carter, Freddie Agabashian, Les Anderson, Mel Hansen, Sam Hanks, Webb, George Connor, Williams, Salay, Andres, Russo, and McQuinn) had departed the 500. A pretty high attrition rate once again, but not quite as high as the previous two years...

Nalon made his first and only planned pit stop on lap 101, handing the lead to defending 500 winner Rose. Rose led laps 101-123 before he too made his only scheduled pit stop. This handed the lead back to Horn, who proceeded to lead 19 more laps, giving him a total of 74 laps spent out in front, the most he ever led in an Indy 500. Horn, however, was on a two-stop strategy and he made his second pit stop on lap 143, putting him behind. To make matters worse, Horn's car began to develop engine issues, and he had to take it easy the final run of the race to save the motor, thus putting him out of contention for the win. A few laps earlier, Rex Mays' car suffered a leak in the fuel tank, making him a spectator to the end of the race once again after another strong run.

Rose inherited the lead again when Horn pitted...however, he wasn't being scored as the leader. Instead, the scorers were listing Duke Nalon's Novi as the race leader! Rose's and Holland's cars looked virtually identical from a distance, and the scorers had managed to get them confused for one lap, crediting Holland with one of Rose's laps. Thus, Nalon was being credited as the leader, and the Lew Welch team thought they were on their way to victory. Unbeknownst to them, however, they were a considerable distance behind Rose, as their pit stop had been quite a bit lengthier than the Blue Crown Special's. Nalon was catching Rose for the lead, however...

...but it wasn't to be. Unexpectedly, with just 15 laps to go, Nalon's powerful machine coasted to the pits, low on fuel. A pitman had made a major gaffe on his only planned pitstop, not getting the car full of the fuel it needed to take it to the finish. Nalon's chances to win were pretty much over, and to make matters worse, his car stalled in the pits for over a minute, costing him a surefire second place as Holland cruised past. Rose led the final 58 laps and went on to win his second straight Indy 500, only the second time in the race's history that had happened to date. It was also his third overall win in the race, as he had been the driver at the wheel of the winning entry in 1941, in a car started by Floyd Davis. He joined Louis Meyer and speedway president Wilbur Shaw as the only three-time winners of the 500. Holland finished a distant second, and for the second straight year, the Lou Moore Blue Crown Specials finished 1-2, a remarkable feat.

Nalon managed to come home third, a new personal best for him in the 500 and the new high mark for the Novis in the 500. (Unbeknownst to everyone, it was the BEST result the Novi would ever earn at Indy). Horn was able to coax his sick car home in fourth, his ninth straight finish of 4th or better in the Indy 500 (albeit with no wins), a record which still stands today. Unfortunately, this would be his last Indy 500, as he would die in a crash in the final race of the season at DuQuoin Fairgrounds in Illinois, winning his third straight title posthumously. Mack Hellings was the top finishing rookie in fifth place, Hal Cole took sixth, and Lee Wallard wound up seventh, the last car to complete all 500 miles. Johnny Mauro, the slowest qualifier in the field, took eighth in his Alfa Romeo, Tommy Hinnershitz placed ninth, and Jackson, even though he dropped out in the final stages of the race, completed the top 10. Belgian-born
Charlie Van Acker, DeVore, and Mantz were the other three cars running at the finish. Tony Bettenhausen had a strong top 5 run going late in the race, until his car developed clutch problems in the final 100 miles, putting him on the sidelines.

The '48 Indy 500 broke the previous record for the fastest 500 on record. That mark previously belonged to the 1938 500, won by Floyd Roberts at an average speed of 117.200 MPH. Rose's average speed for the race bettered that by a full 2 MPH...in fact, the top 4's average speed for the race was faster than the previous record. It was a fast, clean, and safe race, but still marred by Ralph Hepburn's tragic death in practice. And the powerful Novi was quickly beginning to gain a reputation for being starcrossed. The 1949 race would only add to that growing reputation...

On a side note, this particular running of the Indy 500 ultimately had a significant impact of my home state of South Carolina. A retired racer and businessman from my local area, Harold Brasington, was in attendance for this race, and was so impressed by the size of the crowds that he felt confident he could repeat that level of success with a new track back at home...

Here's the entire field, in order of how they finished!

ROW 1: (from left to right)

1. Mauri Rose, #3 Blue Crown Spark Plug (Lou Moore), Deidt FD/Offy, 200 laps completed (Started 3rd, led 81 laps)

2. Bill Holland, #2 Blue Crown Spark Plug (Lou Moore), Deidft FD/Offy, 200 laps completed (Started 2nd)

3. Duke Nalon, #54 Novi Grooved Piston (Lewis Welch), Kurtis FD/Novi SC, 200 laps completed (Started 11th, led 9 laps)

ROW 2: (from left to right)

4. Ted Horn, #1 Bennett Brothers (H. C. Henning), Maserati/Maserati SC, 200 laps completed (Started 5th, led 74 laps)

5. Mack Hellings (R), #35 Don Lee Division (Tommy Lee), Kurtis 2000/Offy, 200 laps completed (Started 21st)

6. Hal Cole, #63 City Of Tacoma (Leo Dobry), Kurtis 2000/Offy, 200 laps completed (Started 14th)

7. Lee Wallard (R), #91 Iddings (John Iddings), Meyer/Offy, 200 laps completed (Started 28th)

8. Johnny Mauro (R), #33 Mauro (Johnny Mauro), Alfa Romeo/Alfa Romeo SC, 198 laps completed (Started 27th)

9. Tommy Hinnershitz, #7 Kurtis Kraft (Kurtis Kraft), Kurtis/Offy, 198 laps completed (Started 23rd)

ROW 3: (from left to right)

10. Jimmy Jackson, #61 Howard Keck (Howard Keck), Deidt FD/Offy, 193 laps completed, broken spindle/spun (Started 4th)

11. Charlie Van Acker, #4 South Bend (Walter Redmer), Stevens/Offy, 192 laps completed (Started 12th)

12. Billy DeVore, #19 Pat Clancy (Pat Clancy), Kurtis 6 Wheel/Offy, 190 laps completed (Started 20th)

13. Johnny Mantz (R), #98 Smith & Jones (J. C. Agajanian), Kurtis 2000/Offy, 185 laps completed (Started 8th)

14. Tony Bettenhausen, #6 Belanger Motors (Murrell Belanger), Stevens/Offy, 167 laps completed, clutch (Started 22nd)

15. Hal Robson, #64 Palmer Construction Racing (Dick Palmer), Adams/Offy, 164 laps completed, broken valve (Started 18th)

ROW 4 (from left to right):

16. Bill Cantrell (R), #36 Fageol Twin Coach (Lou Fageol), Stevens/Fageol, 161 laps completed, steering (Started 7th)

17. Joie Chitwood, #55 Nyquist (Ted Nyquist), Shaw/Offy, 138 laps completed, fuel tank leak (Started 10th)

18. Bill Sheffler, #53 Sheffler (Bill Sheffler), Bromme/Offy, 132 laps completed, spark plugs (Started 24th)

19. Rex Mays, #5 Bowes Seal Fast Racing (Charles Bowes), Kurtis/Winfield SC, 129 laps completed, fuel tank leak (Started 1st, led 36 laps)

20. Chet Miller, #31 Don Lee (Don Lee), Mercedes/Mercedes SC, 108 laps completed, oil leak (Started 19th)

21. Jack McGrath (R), #52 Sheffler Offy (Bill Sheffler), Bromme/Offy, 70 laps completed, stalled turn 2 (Started 13th)

ROW 5: (from left to right)

22. Duane Carter (R), #16 Belanger Motors (Murrell Belanger), Wetteroth/Offy, 59 laps completed, lost wheel turn 2 (Started 29th)

23. Freddie Agabashian, #26 Ross Page (Ross Page), Kurtis/Duray SC, 58 laps completed, broken oil line (Started 32nd)

24. Les Anderson, #34 Kennedy Tank (Les Anderson), Kurtis/Offy, 58 laps completed, broken gear (Started 9th)

25. Mel Hansen, #17 Schafer Gear (Weirick), Adams/Sparks, 42 laps completed, disqualified-too slow (Started 33rd)

26. Sam Hanks, #76 Flavell (Robert Flavell), Adams/Sparks SC, 34 laps completed, clutch (Started 15th)

27. Spider Webb (R), #51 Fowler Brothers (Lou Bromme), Bromme/Offy, 27 laps completed, broken oil line (Started 30th)

ROW 6: (from left to right)

28. George Connor, #9 Bennett Brothers (H. C. Henning), Stevens/Miller, 24 laps completed, broken drive shaft (Started 17th)

29. Doc Williams, #74 Clarke Motors (Ford Moyer), Cooper FD/Offy, 19 laps completed, clutch (Started 6th)

30. Mike Salay (R), #86 Terman Marine Supply (John Lorenz), Wetteroth/Offy, 13 laps completed, stalled turn 2 (Started 31st)

31. Emil Andres, #8 Tuffy's Offy (George Tuffanelli), Kurtis 2000/Offy, 11 laps completed, steering (Started 16th)

32. Paul Russo, #25 Federal Engineering (R. A. Colt), Maserati/Maserati SC, 7 laps completed, oil leak (Started 25th)

33. Harry McQuinn, #65 Lynch Motors (Frank Brisko), Maserati/Maserati SC, 1 lap completed, supercharger (Started 26th)

NOTES:
This was...
-The first Indy start for Cantrell, Carter, Hellings, Mantz, McGrath, Wallard, and Webb
-The only Indy start for Mauro and Salay
-The last Indy start for Anderson, DeVore, Hansen, Hinnershitz, Horn, McQuinn, Hal Robson, and Williams

Did not qualify:
Louis Tomei (#10), Cliff Bergere (#12, #85), Ralph Hepburn (#12), Jim Brubaker (#14), Walt Ader (#15, #45), Eddie Zalucki (#21), Milt Fankhauser (#23), Jackie Holmes (#24, #93), Art Hartsfeld (#27), Louis Durant (#29), Myron Fohr (#32), Henry Banks (#38), Andy Granatelli (#39, #59), Johnnie Parsons (#39), Ken Fowler (#41), Red Byron (#43), Bob Droeger (#44), Cowboy O'Rourke (#45), George Metzler (#47), Johnny Shackleford (#48), Pete Romcevich (#49), George Lynch (#56), Joel Thorne (#57), Joe Perkins (#62), Al Miller (#66), Ronney Householder (#68), Walt Brown (#69), Loral Tansy (#71), Roland Free (#73), Ralph Pratt (#87), Manny Ayulo (#88), Charlie Rogers (#89)

*I do not own any of the images used as this collage-they are copyright of their respective copyright holders. No money shall be made off them as they are being used solely for educative and/or informative purposes.*

Coming soon...the 1949 Indy 500 field!
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Well, I woke up this morning to receive some really unpleasant news from New York...

You remember how last October I went up to New York to visit my grandmother in her dying days? As you all might remember, she passed away while I was there, losing her battle with cancer. It was very hard on me to see someone close to me die, and in a way, I think it still has an effect on me...I haven't mentioned this, but I've honestly had numerous dreams over the past few months about her still being alive...

Well, my mother's sister just gave my mother a call and delivered even more unpleasant news: Grandpa...died this morning. He passed away peacefully in his sleep. :( He had just turned 78 years old a few weeks ago. I'm...stunned by this news. Grandpa wasn't exactly in the best of health, but I wasn't anticipating him passing away so soon after his wife...

My grandfather served for many years in the US military; he was also his town's mailman for many years. The thing I will remember most about him is that he was a very funny man; he always used to tell the craziest stories and always had some memorable quotes. (One that will stick with me forever is "If you can't dazzle them with brilliance...baffle them with bullshit!" Crude, yes, but memorable all the same). Sadly, his health really deteriorated over the past few years. He had heart problems about a decade ago and almost died then...he actually DID die for a few minutes, but they were able to bring him back. Unfortunately, he was never really quite the same after that. He began behaving differently afterwards, and when his beloved dog died a few years ago, his mind pretty much completely went. He pretty much became a real life Grandpa Simpson :( He thought he still worked as his town's mailman. He thought his parents were still alive. He could hardly even recognize me when we came up to visit in Grandma's final days. And when Grandma passed away, it didn't even seem to register with him; he didn't seem to understand what had happened at all. It was...really painful to see someone just fall apart like that :(

I'm not a religious person, but whatever the case, I like to think he's joined back up with Grandma now...At the very least, he's not suffering anymore. But nonetheless, this is some really hard news to bear. Mom is bawling her eyes out right now, and I just feel...really hollow and empty inside. I have no idea what's going to happen in the coming days; whether or not we'll be making another trip to New York to pay our final goodbye to Grandpa...I guess that all remains to be seen. It's just...hard to believe that all my grandparents are gone now (my paternal grandparents died years ago, when I was very little).

Grandpa...you were a good man, and a real character at that. I was really honored to consider you a part of my family. May you rest in peace...
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  • Listening to: Free-Sweet Tooth (1969)
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Don't Worry! by GoodCaptainClack
Don't Worry!
Continuing on with the "Moving In" series of screencaps...we're approaching the end of the dramatic Act 2!

Back at George and Nicole's house after our brief visit with Cyril, the older raccoon couple are getting ready to set dinner for their extended family and Bert. Nicole notes how Bentley is getting along well with Bert and how they seem to already be cooking up ideas together. George remarks sadly that he wishes he could have as easy a time settling in as their children have, remarking how Lisa seems as if she's always lived in the Evergreen Forest (if only he knew how she actually felt at that moment). Nicole remarks that Lisa has always been popular and it's not really a surprise that she's (apparently) having such an easy time fitting in. George wonders if he should tell his kids that he may not even get the job he came here for...

...just as Lisa walks into the kitchen. She's curious when she overheard her father discussing his job, and George tries to explain, but stumbles around and can't get the right words out. So Nicole explains to her the situation: that George's job is not guaranteed and if he does poorly on his audition, he won't even have a show. Here, Lisa walks over to her father and they clasp paws, as George tells his daughter to keep it a secret between them, to not worry Bentley about their plight. A nice little moment here, considering what is just about to happen...

Of course, George is trying his best to ease any worries or concerns his daughter may have, but unknowingly he's only amplified her anxiety about moving to a new place. And things will soon come to a heat in the finale of this act, in a scene which has gotten...some mixed opinions from members of the show's fandom. But that's something to discuss later...
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No, in spite of what some of you might think, I did not die during the past week; I am still alive! :D As you probably remember, last week I left my home with my mother to visit her family since my grandfather recently passed away. Well, I just recently got back home a few hours ago from my trip...and I want to first and foremost apologize for being totally inactive the past week when I promised I would be. I had no idea that my aunt and cousin (who inherited my grandparents' house) were in the process of moving to a (nicer) house in a town 25 miles away from their old one. They actually cut off the Internet prior to us getting there (since they will be moving in another week or so), and so I had no way of accessing the Internet at all this past week. (For those of you wondering "why didn't you just use your cell phone", 1. I didn't bring my cell phone with me and 2. It doesn't have Internet access so it would have been no help in that situation). I hope nobody was worried something bad happened to me during the past week...I'm really sorry, but then again, it couldn't really be helped! Anyways, like I said, I'm back again...and I'm sorry to say, it was not a very pleasant trip overall. So I suppose I shall have to give you all a summary of what happened during my trip (so I hope you all don't mind a long journal entry-but you're all used to me writing a lot, right? ;))

First and foremost, the plane ride(s) there were smooth (although I think the pilot who flew us from Columbia to Philadelphia was inexperienced!). Sadly, my family's situation has not really improved since I last visited...in fact, it's gotten even uglier. Grandpa's funeral was last Friday. Everyone dressed up in Hawaiian-styled shirts (seeing as that was Grandpa's favorite type of shirt, we figured it would be a fitting way to honor him), and the service began a little after 10 in the morning. Since Grandpa was a retired member of the US military, military veterans were in accompaniment at the funeral, as well as two active military members. They played "Taps" and "Amazing Grace", fired a three-gun salute, and my cousin was presented with the folded American flag as a memorial to him. Since my grandmother never had a proper funeral (she was cremated, after all), it ended up being a tribute to both my grandparents' lives. The pastor said some very moving things about their lives and what sort of people they were, and many of us shared our personal memories of them. I managed to speak up (through my tears), and shared how I always loved coming up to visit them when I was growing up, and how much I knew it meant to them to see me every year. I even shared one particular memory of my grandfather that will stick with me: how I always used to love sitting in his old recliner. That was his chair...yet even so, Grandpa would never yell at me or discipline me for taking his chair (he was a very mild-mannered person in all actuality). Instead, he would playfully annoy me by spouting off random stuff that I couldn't care less about until I would finally just get annoyed and relinquish the chair to him! :D I'm really gonna miss him doing stuff like that...It was a pretty somber experience, all in all, but I'm sure my Grandpa would have really appreciated all that happened that morning :) Afterwards, we had a barbeque at the local park to honor Grandpa and just try to properly interact as a family. We were all worried something terrible was going to happen there considering the poor state of relations between some of my family members, but remarkably, everything went smoothly. Everyone generally behaved themselves and I actually had a good time hanging out with all my cousins. I was pleasantly surprised things had gone over well (more or less).

And then that's when everything started going to hell. You see, my aunt and cousin have gathered up old things from the attic as they prepare to move (including possessions of my grandparents), and are letting family members take them with them if they want them. Unfortunately, this ended up causing some real friction between two of my family members. The aunt who I said would pick us from the airport wanted my Grandmother's old clock. However, one of my uncles had purchased it many years prior for her, and in fact, Grandma herself had said that he could have it back once she passed away. My uncle came over Sunday afternoon and took the clock home with him. When my aunt came by that night and found out the clock she wanted was gone...well, to say she was mad would be an understatement. I'm not sure I've ever seen someone that livid before in my life! When she found out the clock was gone, she grabbed a beer and stormed off to the front porch huffily. When my mother came outside to try to discuss things with her...that is where things got ugly. She hollered so loudly in anger that I swear the whole town probably heard her! She decided to direct her rage at my mother since my uncle wasn't there and she was the easiest convenient target, and proceeded to absolutely drill into her...even going so far as threatening to deck her and my uncle! :( She ended up storming off in a huff, and she didn't show up at the house again after that. Needless to say, she didn't end up taking us back to the airport like we had planned...instead, my uncle took us. He was quite angry with her as well (rightfully) for trying to deny him the clock (going so far as to call her-I kid you not-"The Clock Nazi"!). To make matters worse, while alone my cousin shared some...unsavory family secrets that I had no prior knowledge of and absolutely blew my mind upon hearing about them. I will not share what he told me (I promised him I would not mention it to anyone since bringing it up would unleash full-blown war amongst the family), but...Let me just say, I have pretty much lost any and all respect for one of my uncles altogether, and I will never be able to see some of my family members in the same light as I once did again. This was exactly the sort of stuff I was hoping would not happen, but I guess that was too much to ask for...Situations like this can either bring families together, or absolutely tear them to shreds...:(

If there was one saving grace of this whole trip...it was definitely my cousin. When my aunt and mother started arguing with each other, he saw how much it upset me seeing and hearing that out of them, and after my aunt left, he decided to take me for a little drive so we could each have some time alone and let everyone else cool off. We ended up driving out to a quiet spot out in the countryside (the perfect sort of place for the setting of a ghost story, if I must say so myself), where we proceeded to spend a good hour just talking with one another about things. It was really refreshing to have someone to talk to who could understand my situation, and we ended up having a rather meaningful discussion. Among other things, he said that I remind him of Grandpa (who was actually his adopted father, since his mother did a horrendous job taking care of him as a baby) in some ways-in particular, I seem to have inherited his mild-mannered nature, and much like him, I too tend to be non-confrontational (Grandpa would often go drive off and let things cooled off whenever an argument brewed). He also said he really felt sorry for me that I had to be exposed to such a nasty state of things, and that it wasn't fair I had to live in worry of being yelled at or called out by someone else when I am one of the few people in my whole family who hasn't tried to wrong, cheat, or take something away from another person in the family. Yesterday morning, he also took me on another hike, just like the last time I visited (I have mentioned my cousin is quite the avid hiker...this man has climbed over 200 mountains in the past few years, and volunteers to do trail work on some of them). He had planned to take me anyways, but after all the BS I had to endure, he felt that I really deserved a nice day out where I could just enjoy myself and not have to worry about being exposed to more family drama or (worse) being dragged into it. He took me all the way out to the Catskill mountains, and we proceeded to hike up one of them. It was a bit tougher than the last hike-it was longer, and the trail was much rockier. Not to mention, I managed to hurt my ankle early on when I stumbled over a rock and badly scraped it up! (It's still pretty sore today). But all in all, it was a good day-we managed to reach the peak, and even got to visit the old fire tower at the summit and get quite a spectacular view of the other mountains all around. We got quite a good number of photos, and I am pleased to say that this time I can actually post some of them up if you all would like to see them! (We got photos of our hike last year, but my cousin never managed to get in contact with me through e-mail, so I never got them. This time around, however, we were able to hook the camera up to my computer, and so I have 'em this time!) To say the hike was the highlight of my trip would be a severe understatement. Yes, my trip was a very depressing and unhappy one over all, but at least it wasn't totally a dire mess...

So now I'm back home again (after my mother and I spent a night in a hotel at the airport before getting up early in the morning to catch our plane back), and...Yeah. That...happened. It was not a happy chapter in my life, to say the least...it's a pretty big kick in the gut to see that the bonds between some of my family members is pretty much irreparably damaged. It wasn't pleasant seeing them bicker with one another, nor was it pleasant learning secrets that I wish I could erase from my mind :( And as I said, I don't think I can ever see some of them the same way again...But on the bright side, at least the trip was not entirely a disaster, and at the very least, I was able to say my final goodbyes to my grandfather like I wanted...I will try my best to get back to posting collages and screencaps, and honestly, I think I may get back to writing again soon. (I actually discussed my writing a bit with my cousin, and he himself said it would probably do me some good to write again since it's best to do anything to take your mind off this whole situation and not dwell on it lest you'll go off your rocker as well). But needless to say, this is one trip I won't be forgetting for quite some time...
  • Mood: Worried
  • Listening to: Rory Gallagher-Can't Believe It's True (1971)
  • Reading: The Internet
  • Watching: A television
  • Playing: Nothing
  • Eating: Krusty-O's
  • Drinking: Some kind of liquid substance...

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A few little random factoids about me:
Birthday: April 1, 1992 (I really AM an April Fool's Day joke!)
Birthplace: Oakland Naval Hospital, Oakland, CA (I just looked it up and it no longer exists. Huh.)
Hometown: Visalia, CA
Current residence: Somewhereland, SC (will not reveal real town name)
Where would I ideally like to live: Somewhere in Virginia (I've been through there before. Some really beautiful country there! What can I say, I'm a fool for the country (sorry Foghat))

I am a mysterious enigma of the Internet...

I am a strange human being indeed. My three main interests are cartoons, classic rock, and motorsports. I told you I was weird.

I'm a semi-accomplished writer. Still trying to work on getting better...

Just one note: Although I appreciate positive feedback on my stories, please, do not request me to write anything for you. Due to my past experience with requests, I do NOT accept them under any circumstances. I MAY take ideas and suggestions to be used WITHIN stories, but if you request me to write a specific story for you, I will say no, no matter how nicely you ask me to do it for you. Really, I feel more comfortable writing what I want to write over what other people might want me to write. I am also willing to accept constructive criticism of my stories, but any and all flames of my stories will be removed. I really do not wish to read those.

Also I'm named after...Bryan Adams. I feel ashamed...
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