Back in Windsor, I would check my mailbox every day, and it was always the same…nothing. Nobody loves me I would lament, nothing but bad news ever comes in that darn mailbox.  Then one day,  perhaps three or four weeks after the race at Indy,  I walked downstairs,  opened up my mailbox,  and pulled out a large brown envelope addressed from England with,  “PLEASE DO NOT BEND” stamped on it. I then went weak in the knees.

Upstairs I carefully opened it up, and there it was, the picture of me and Frank signed FW at the top. Words cannot describe the way I felt that day, and every time I look at that photograph. Some rich guys are people too.

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