This morning the sun was barely starting to light the sky and there was an abundance of clouds near horizon level. As I looked out the window of the train, I could imagine for a moment that I was looking at mountains. This doesn’t happen very often but today I felt like I was 8 years old vacationing on the east side of Tennessee with my mom and gramparents. It made me wonder if Illinois is it for us….Will we always be here? The business is here and will move soon, but will we move it again… to a warmer climate where racing can happen year round? Where property is much more affordable than Illinois has to offer? Where a hill is the result of a mountain and I’m a three hour drive from the ocean? Maybe one day, I certainly hope so. Mountains are very lovely first thing in the morning.



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