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Discussion in 'Sidewinders Bar & Grille' started by Stormy Monday, May 3, 2021.
Thanks for many great race days. RIP
Rest In Peace .
I believe we saw Bobby race at Talladega in 1969 or so. The track adjoins the Talladega airport so we flew over and walked to the track for the inaugural race. We went back again a couple of years after that...and then never went back.
Legend ! Rest In Peace.
a name burned into my indy-car loving 6 year old brain - dont follow motorsports anymore, so its probably just nostalgia talking, but AJ Foyt, Mario Andretti, Vukovich, Johncock, et al and the Unser brothers, Bobby especially represent an era of autoracing in the USA that's been gone a long time... i dont miss it, but i sure loved it when i was a kid.
here he is at Pike's Peak where he learned to race.
One of the greats and a good person.
Saw him race in 1977. RIP Mr. Unser.
I grew up in Indy. When I was a kid, those names heralded the coming of summer-- picnics, barbecues, swimming, all sorts of good stuff. I'll forever have those associations, even if I don't follow the racing world.
$55 ticket in '77 meant something!
here it is for anyone who missed it.
Wow! Thanks! Downloaded!
They were prime seats. The local volunteer fire house organized a trip every year as a fundraiser. '77 was the first they included plane travel instead of busses.
You could only see so much though as the cars whiz by in a blur. Very loud too! The far side of the track is not really visible, even with binoculars.
TV is best if you want to see the whole track and race.
I'm a Broad Ripple kid. There was a summer, outdoor culture that somehow included the race, cars, and drivers, even if you didn't dig racing. If you were outdoors on the North side you could hear the race, miles away.
My dad grew up in Broad Ripple and kept a business there there as a dental tech for a number of years after he got out of the navy. There was a sporting goods store close to where the canal met the river that we just about always hit before a fishing trip. Good times.
One of my heroes when I was young. Pedal to the metal on that final straightaway, Bobby.
Kind of sad for racing fans. No exaggeration about the pikes peak runs up to fairly recently. If you went off of that course, you'd best be praying for instant wings or a parachute.
Wow, he reminds me of my childhood watching on tv , and the Wild World of Sports show!
Is the car in the middle Gordon Johncock? I had a nice Corgi brand model of that STP car!
Yes, that's Gordy.
Big IndyCar fan here.
Big Unser fan, too.
I was in that store a few times, way back when. It transmogified into various businesses over the years and ended up as the lower level of a Belgian brewery/restaurant. That went out of biz and I don't know what the building houses, now. Good times, indeed. That really was a village, back then. Now, over the last 25-35 years, commercial lease rates have driven all the cool businesses out and it's mainly a strip of frat-boy bars with small restaurants in the adjacent streets. The cops park in the middle of the main drag and haul the idiots away. Violent crime visits far too often and neighborhood folks pick up beer bottles and hose barf off the sidewalks. It's a damn shame.
Broad Ripple had a ton of great music over the years with many venues of various sizes. Besides a lot of excellent local and regional bands, I saw Carl Perkins, The Elvis Brothers, Johnny Winter, Luther Allison, Son Seals, Cary Bell and Sam Lay, Albert King, Harvey Mandell, Webb Wilder, Bo Diddley, all in Broad Ripple on the North side of Indianapolis, IN. Now, music in BR is mostly DJs for the college dance and hook-up crowd, there.
I remember watching him at Daytona.
He was one of the best!