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Byline: Dutch Mandel
Mourners at the memorial service for race driver Paul Dana last week couldn't help but think these rituals are an awful way to say goodbye.
The service was an appropriate mix of celebration and maudlin; well-intentioned words about rejoicing in life and living to its fullest, spoken within the pall of the moment. Generally, though, it's safe to say the whole funeral ritual thing plain sucks.
For those of us who relish a sport whose most egregious (or even seemingly benign) errors can mean death, this is something with which we live. It's a fact of our fancy.
What is impossible for unenlightened race fans to understand is that true enthusiasts cringe at accidents; we turn our heads when SportCenter or the evening news shows a horrific accident again and again-seemingly with no end in sight. They believe the only reason we watch racing is "for the wrecks.''
We don't take racing-or the dangers it poses-for granted. And we certainly don't relish the accidents. Racers do not cheat death nor do they have death wishes. Death is the ultimate sacrifice a race driver can make, but it is not something on which he dwells. If that were the case, do you think these drivers could perform ...
Source: HighBeam Research, We're saddened, but proud.(Column)