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Saturday, November 06, 2004

Saturday, October 30, 2004


Vickers carries heavy heart

Ricky Hendrick had encouraged his dad to hire Brian Vickers as a driver for the team.

By Dustin Long
 
981-3341
The Roanoke Times

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HAMPTON, Ga. - Brian Vickers struggled to contain his grief Friday for the 10 people killed in the Hendrick Motorsports plane crash last weekend.

Words faded. Eyes watered.

"Last Sunday was a sad day," Vickers said before he bowed his head and pulled a microphone in his right hand away during a news conference dubbed a remembrance at Atlanta Motor Speedway.

At 21, the Thomasville, N.C., native has mourned the loss of two close friends in auto racing. First, it was Adam Petty in 2000 and now Ricky Hendrick, who died Sunday when the team's plane slammed into Bull Mountain after aborting a landing at Blue Ridge Regional Airport.

Last Sunday was to have been a special day for Vickers. He turned 21. He spent the day in a race car, a NASCAR Nextel Cup car owned by Hendrick Motorsports. It's a ride Vickers would not have had without the support of Ricky Hendrick, son of Hendrick Motorsports CEO Rick Hendrick.

A racing crash convinced Ricky Hendrick to quit racing in 2002, forcing the team to search for a permanent replacement for the 2003 season. Rick Hendrick wanted to hire a veteran. His son wanted Vickers, who had quietly proven his ability with a family-run team.

Ricky Hendrick won. And so did Vickers, who went from a team without enough money to run a full season to one of the sport's elite organizations.

Vickers' career blossomed. As did his friendship with Ricky Hendrick. Vickers won last year's Busch series title and became NASCAR's youngest series champion, celebrating the achievement with Hendrick and his dad. Vickers' joy was tempered that day at Homestead-Miami Speedway because he lost a hat the late Adam Petty gave him. Vickers carried the hat in his car since Petty's death.

Asked about the missing hat, Vickers tried to talk but couldn't even three years after his friend's death. Vickers merely shook his head.

And now this. Another friend gone.

After a brief delay in his opening remarks Friday, Vickers raised his head and regrouped.

"It was a sad day for a lot of people," he said in his first public comments since the crash.

"Obviously, I lost a dear friend. They will be all deeply missed," Vickers said bowing his head, "for a long time to come until we all get to see them again."

He finished, his head raised.

Vickers took no questions and sat silent for 30 minutes as the remembrance continued. A sponsor's cap shielded his eyes, his head often hung and deep, aching sighs lifted and lowered his broad shoulders. He, along with all the team drivers, wore a blue wristband with the phrase "Life is a team sport."

Meanwhile, crew members worked in the garage on his blue Chevrolet, its hood black and a decal with the picture of all 10 victims on it. The hoods on all four Hendrick Cup cars looked the same. Crew members worked on a gloomy, overcast day reminiscent of the conditions in which the Hendrick plane crashed.

When Vickers' teammates were asked about Ricky Hendrick, Vickers sighed. Jimmie Johnson, seated to Vickers' left, leaned over to Vickers and whispered to his teammate.

Vickers sniffled when he heard Robbie Loomis, Gordon's crew chief, explain what he learned from Petty's death.

"Take time to think about those people you love, how you appreciate them and ... while you can," Loomis said.

When Johnson followed to describe the support in the garage area, Vickers wiped his eyes and later subtly nodded as Johnson thanked those for their support.

When the session ended, the Hendrick members walked out a side door. Chad Knaus, Johnson's crew chief, put his arm around Vickers as they walked through the door and headed toward the garage area to begin another work day.


Tuesday, June 22, 2004

To realize the value of ten years: Ask a newly divorced couple.
To realize the value of four years: Ask a graduate. To realize
the value of one year: Ask a student who has failed a final exam.
To realize the value of nine months: Ask a mother who gave birth to a
still born. To realize the value of one month: Ask a mother who has
given birth to a premature baby. To realize the value of one hour:
Ask the lovers who are waiting to meet. To realize the value of one
minute: Ask a person who has missed the train, bus or plane. To
realize the value of one second: Ask a person who has survived an
accident. To realize the value of one millisecond: Ask the person
who has won a silver medal in the Olympics. Time waits for no one.
Treasure every moment you have.


Monday, June 21, 2004

Since 'The Notebook' is coming to a theatre near you on the 25th I'm gonna post my favorite part of the book, before everyone jumps on that bandwagon, like they did with 'A Walk to Remember'. Here it is... it's absolutely so sweet... Noah wrote it to Allie...
~*~The reason that it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected. Maybe they always have been & will be. Maybe we've lived a thousand lives before this one & in each of them we've found each other. & maybe each time, we've been forced apart for the same reasons. That means that this good-bye is both a good-bye for the past thousand years & a prelude to what will come.
When I look at you, I see your beauty & grace & know that they have grown stronger with every life you have lived. & I know that I've spent every life before this one searching for you. Not someone like you, but you, for your soul & mine must always come together. & then, for a reason neither of us understands, we are forced to say goodbye.
I would love to tell you that everything will work out for us & I promise to do all that I can to make sure that it does. But if we never meet again, & this truly is good-bye, I know we will see each other again in another life. We will find each other again, & maybe the stars will have changed & we will not only love each other in that time, but for all the times we’ve had before.~*~