If memory serves, the first for me was Swaps, that mind-boggling California bred, winning the one in Kentucky in 1955. I didn't even hear of Santa Anita's until years later, and Kentucky's was on the radio. Who knows why I was listening to it, but I guess that winner stuck with me because of the "funny name."

I became more and more horse crazy as the years went by, so the Kentucky Derby was mandatory listening for me, and then watching on television. I particularly remember Carry Back in 1961, probably because I had him in one of those barn-pools and won some cash, when he beat Crozier ... but there was also that fascinating pedigree (by Saggy out of Joppy) and, later, all the ridiculous moves of his owner Jack Price that somehow he survived. No wonder Red Smith, the legendary Pulitzer Prize winning sportswriter, loved racing above all others: "there are more stories at the track than anywhere else."