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Photo ID # N12.28.17_REA_FRT_REA_0070READ_0
Car #: #69, #14, #44, & #44
Driver (s) : Don Kreitz in the #69 and Al Tasnady in the white #44.  (Will need help with the #14 and the Meels #44 as I know different drivers were behind the wheel at times, and not sure who was driving them at this point.
Location: Reading PA
Date: 1969 or 1970 (See Visitor's Comments below.)
Photographer: John Fahey
Photo provided by: John Fahey
Comments: Comment:  Great frontstretch photo, capturing the scene of what was Reading Fairgrounds.
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12.29.17 Bill Katinowsky

By the style of the Cozze 44, I would say 1970.  Tas in the 44, probably Rags yet in the Meals 44 (looks somewhat like him) and if it is earlier in the season, Freddy Adam in the 14.

02.20.19

Fick 

As I looked at this picture I had a memory.  See how everybody is right against the retaining wall/fence?  As the feature lined up people would stand there literally feet from their favorite driver(s).  I can remember doing just that one night watching Bobby Blatt (my Dad was in the Army with him) in the Yingst Printing Special light up and smoke a cigarette while waiting for the remaining cars to be weighed and measured. 

When the cars moved out for the pace laps Warren Ruffner would tell the crowd to move behind a yellow line painted on the asphalt.  That was a favorite line of the fans right behind, "close the track gates, please," announcing warm-ups beginning the evening, since everybody knew the action was about to begin.  I believe at Flemington the fan favorite was, "here come the modifieds."  Reading was a single division show, modifieds all you got for your $2.50. 

I always sat high up in the grandstand so I could see the entire track.  But during the intermission warm-up session I always stood with my toes against that yellow line soaking in the sensation of speed, the wind off the cars, the smell of burned methanol, and being pummeled by the small pieces of dirt the sniping tore up off the track. 

Good times.

     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

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