Guns, cyclists, and the Roanoke County Board of Supervisors elections in today’s letters to the editor.
What a treat I nearly missed on Saturday morning’s Opinion page in Linda Hopkins’ “Some are born great.”
I almost skipped it, assuming it was full of undue accolades to some Yahoo celebrity du jour. Thankfully, the first word – Secretariat – caught my eye, and I knew immediately the headline was no exaggeration.
For those of us who love horses, this thoroughbred will always stir deep emotions. A week before the Kentucky Derby, my recollections of “Big Red” have emerged right on schedule, just as the sprigs of mint in my garden will reach the perfect height for juleps Saturday.
I know exactly where I was in 1973 when Secretariat won each Triple Crown race, and how I felt when he died in 1989, but Hopkins’ eloquent tribute brought it all back with startling potency.
And though I agree with her that “the ether of the Internet” cannot compare with our sensory memories, I confess that after reading her piece and drying my eyes, I wandered to the computer, Googled his 31-length victory in the Belmont Stakes, and cried some more as I watched one of the greatest athletes of all time thunder into racing immortality.