It was Saturday night in the summer time in Maine.  My dad came to me and asked, “Do you want to go to the races?”  Did I!?!!  There was so much excitement at the races, I couldn’t wait to get there.  These were stock car races; but not just any, these were races on a dirt track slicked with oil.  There was a special tactic to the driving on these tracks; the drivers had to intentionally swing the back of the car around to make it around the corners.  The smell of exhaust and

Quite some time ago, I witnessed an interesting event.  I had left my job at noon and drove into the nearby town to grab some lunch.  I...

Photo from American Meteor Society It was about 30 years ago, and I was traveling from my parents’ house to visit some friends in in the...