Bill's professional, smooth and comforting delivery was one of the main reasons we all felt like we were among friends when we sat in the stands each and every Saturday night.  Bill was our host and he made us all feel welcome. 

I saw this respect and awe in the eyes of those who got to say hello to Bill a while back at our gathering at the New Egypt Flea Market.  There's an admiration and almost an indebtedness which one could never begin to repay for everything this one man represents to so many.  Bill is that friend who you always liked and always felt close to even though you may have never met in person. 

I know that Bill had reservations about the decision that was made by Flemington to pave at season's end in 1990, but like a trooper, he stayed with the program, but knew that much of the magic was gone. 

The magic may have been taken away from that hallowed ground just off of Route 31, but the memories of our nights at Flemington will be in our minds forever and the voice that provides the narration will always be that of Bill Singer.

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I will always remember the Saturday nights at Flemington with Bill and his smooth voice making the races that much more enjoyable. I also remember Bill at EWS at Bridgeport with the same affect on the racing program. THE VOICE is gone from us but in our memories we will hear it and someday we will all reunite with Bill and all the great drivers that were all taken from us too soon at the "Big DIRT Track in the sky"