Subject: Bio # 27
Omlor@aol.com
Date: Sun Oct 14 2001 - 08:57:01 GMT
Hey Rocky, watch me pull an autobiography out of my hat...
Again?
Nothin' up my sleeve....
I guess looking at it, now, my old man was cut out for a fat guy, one of
those regular little roly fat guys you see around, but he sure never got that
way, except a little toward the last, and then it wasn't his fault, he was
riding over the jump sonly and he could afford to carry plenty of weight
then. I remember the way he'd pull on a rubber shirt over a couple of
jerseys and a big sweat shirt over that, and get me to run with him in the
forenoon in the hot sun. He'd have, maybe, taken a trial trip with one of
Razzo's skins early in the morning after just getting in from Torino at four
o'clock in the morning and beating it out to the stables in a cab and then
with dew all over everything and the sun just starting to get going, I'd help
him pull off his boots and he'd get into a pair of sneakers and all these
sweaters and we'd start out.
Whoops, I think the hat's too big. But I remember my dad once took me...
Now here's something we hope you'll *really* like...
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