As a boy I would visit my Grandmother and her brothers for a couple of weeks in the summer. They used to take me to Monmouth Park a couple of times a year. Loved the Paddock and how the horses walked through the building to get to the track. If you havn't been there it is a beautiful track and I explored every inch of the place. If I picked a couple of winners for my grandmother it was a stop for ice cream on the way home. Since those early days I have loved racing because of these fond memories. Now I enjoy the game because I find handicapping and trying to predict the outcome a challange, which I openly admit, I am not very good at.
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