You may recall that my dad died last year, almost exactly a year ago. Yesterday, my mother, my brothers, and I, along with three of my dad’s racetrack colleagues, honored his life by spreading his ashes on the racetrack at Emerald Downs. But not just anywhere on the racetrack, like in a tiny corner where the horses don’t run, but at the finish line.
In fact, we made my father’s final resting spot to be THE FINISH LINE. How poetic is that, especially for my dad, to become a visible line across a racetrack at the point where every race ends?
The photos below, I hope, put this in even better perspective than my short description here. As my mom said soon after we walked through the Winner’s Circle on our way out of the racetrack, “This was perfect.”
Indeed.








Before spreading the ashes, we stood in the Winner’s Circle and listened to legendary track announcer Robert Geller’s “race call” of my dad’s life, an obituary in the form of a track announcer’s call of a horse race:

Rest in peace Al, a lovely tribute to a great man.
Thanks so much, Peter! I think Alex has a lot of the same great qualities that my dad had.
What a Very Special Tribute for a Very Special Man his final race for his final Glory Home
Sally, I’m so touched to have you respond and with such a supportive comment. Thank you! Vince mentioned that you had retired. Best to you and your family!
Dear Andy,
Thank you for picturing this very meaningful event, for you and your brothers and your mother, and for us who have learned more of your story of love and family solidarity. Your actions encourage us too and comfort the sorrow when dear people reach “the finish line”. Bless you and thank you!
Lynne Parta
Such a beautiful and thoughtful comment, Lynne. Thank you for writing and showing your support! –Andy