I was standing about five people away from the table and one of his handlers broke in to say something to Dale. I thought that it was time for him to leave, and that I had missed my chance. After all, I had heard all the stories before about Dale and his people being rude when the time was up. Off to the left a person in a wheel chair was rolled up to the table and Dale came around to talk with the young child in the wheel chair. After a moment, a few signed pieces of memorabilia, a few pictures, and a handshake, Dale returned to the table and continued to sign away.
Actions do speak louder than words, they say.
Many writers that are far more talented will eulogize Dale and I look forward to reading them. But for now I can t even begin to think about next Sunday at Rockingham or the weeks to come. But more importantly, there is a hole in the Earnhardt family that can never be filled. My prayers go out to the Earnhardts. May God grant them strength and hope to go on.