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Alone with the Brickyard

My greatest experience by far though was having the Brickyard all to myself.

I worked as a manager for one of the Catering companies and had started my 500 at 2:00 AM. 

Around 3:00 AM, I took a break and walked up into the Paddock Seats across from the Pagoda.  The scoring pylon was lit with the starting positions of each driver, and the Pagoda was bathed in a purple blue light.

In just a few hours these same seats would be packed with hundreds of thousands, and the roar from the cars would be deafening.

But for now, it was just me, and the Brickyard.

In the peace of that moment, it was as if the Brickyard itself had opened it's arms and embrased me.  I could feel the history, celebrate the triumph, suffer though the tradgedy, taste the milk, and kiss the bricks of this incredible facility. 

Alone with the Brickyard.
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