I kind of knew him, too.

Twenty years ago, Tim Richmond died. Maybe you don’t know who he was (especially if you didn’t follow NASCAR back then, or if, like some of you, you weren’t alive in the eighties), but he put Ashland, Ohio on the motor sports map.

Fellow RtB poster Michael was his neighbor. I’d totally forgotten about that…

A tragic story, to be sure, that of Tim Richmond. I remember serving him drinks at the Country Club where I worked for that one summer, when he got his racing start. He’d have a group of his friends (and his parents) around him, all yelling, laughing, smoking, getting crazy…and he was the life of the party. One time, I was invited to sit down with all of them at the end of my shift. He was really interesting, and seemingly lots of fun. We laughed a lot that night.

I also remember a couple of years later when he got Rookie of the Year or something at the Indy 500 race. I heard it on the radio and thought, “Wow, I know him.”

If you’ve seen the movie Stroker Ace with Burt Reynolds, you’ve seen Richmond. He had a bit part at the beginning of that film, as I recall.

tr1Then he got sick. Then he was dead. The cause was complications from AIDS, which, back then, was still a horrifyingly mysterious death curse, surrounded by ignorance, supposition and hysteria. According to what I’ve gathered, Richmond’s efforts to get back into racing after his diagnosis were met with considerable opposition. A guy named Tommy Thompson wrote a rather nice tribute to him here. Wikipedia also has some good information.

However, the overriding opinion is that Richmond was a victim of a witch hunt, and that he didn’t stand a chance in the good-old-boy system of NASCAR cronyism.

In 2005, David Poole wrote a bio about him. I think I might buy it.

I came across Tim’s name yesterday as I was looking at a list of well-known graduates of my alma mater (Ashland University). Although Tim only went one year and then dropped out, he was still on the list.

So was Madalyn Murray O’Hair. Yikes. I had no earthly idea. No surprise I didn’t know, though, with AU being a good Brethren Church school & all. I imagine they didn’t mind sweeping that one under the carpet.

RF, off to another weird Wednesday.

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More non-surprises

Not surprised, not surprised, not surprised.

Blago gets a book deal. J’ever notice that Fox News commenter Brett Baier kind of sports the Blago hairline? Does watching Glenn Beck bother you? He must be on medication or something that gives him dry mouth. Watch him sometime and you’ll see what I mean.

In other non-surprising news — I’m still coughing. This has got to stop. I mean, how long can a person cough? I’m tired of swallowing all the drugs that seem to show diminishing effects, truth be told. I’m just mad as heck and I’m not gonna take it anymore, that’s all. I. Have. Had it.

I just wasted twenty minutes of my morning by reading this. Also not surprising that none of them are together anymore. I find that show to be one of the more insulting of all the insulting American reality shows out there.

You know…I want my TV to be unreal. Don’t we get enough of real life? Isn’t television supposed to be an escape? I know, I know…that’s why God made remotes.

FO

Various & Sundry XII

So what do I have to do to get you to watch Mad Men, season 3 this summer?

From everything I’ve read, we’re lucky to have it back for a third season at all, now that it’s such a smash and it’s made a huge star out of Jon Hamm. I also read that HBO and Showtime both passed on the series when it was shopped to them a few years ago. Heh. Hindsight….

Anyway, aside from the deep characters and historically important storylines, there’s the absolute militant attention to detail in the costumes and sets. It brings back lots of memories for me from when I was a little girl in the 60s, shopping in Chicago and Milwaukee with my mother.

It was a different time, then. I know that sounds terribly clichĂ©, but it’s true. I mean, can you see your local Wally or Drug Mart selling these?

I loved that “delicious imitation strawberry flavor” — it was so unpretentious, you know? I mean, NestlĂ© knew it was all fake, so why try to mislead folks? I remember when this came out…we loved the stuff. Couldn’t get enough “pink milk.”

Anyway, back to Mad Men. I hope season 3 is as good as the other two. Don (Hamm’s character) got a little crazy at the end of the last season, though. That nonsense needs to stop.

And just to prove to you once and for all that yes, this post is rife with non sequiturs, I leave you with this question: Why would a pig be happy that a mint tastes like bacon?

Right. On that note, I’m out.

Looking good

I’d say this looks pretty good for a 78-year-old man. Wouldn’t you?

Of course, it’s likely Photoshopped to the hilt, and who knows if it’s even his body or not, but the face is pretty close to what I’ve seen in recent candids. Some guys have all the luck, eh?

Although I do wonder what he’s doing in the Bahamas on a seemingly perfect, 90-100-degree day, wearing long pants and a sweater. Just sayin’.

Have a nice Saturday.

Photo credit: Best Life magazine, March 2009 back cover, Vuitton ad