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Originally Posted by Indian Charlie
I used to hang out in Inglewood a fair amount.
I loved Mr. Jims BBQ.
You need no teeth to eat our beef!
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The first track I ever went to, roughly 1956-57... I was probably 6 years old and was dragged there before dawn by a nere do well, slightly estranged grand dad.... we watched the workouts in the cool dawn. He had a stop watch, and I remember distinctly, a horse turning for home and really working and he tapped me on the shoulder and said..."watch this one... a stakes horse"
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