Last year, I was in Indianapolis for another Indy 500. My buddy Phil Giebler was qualified for the 500 and I was looking forward to seeing my friend Earl Ma again.
Earl was determined to see Phil in the 500 regardless of his health, which was deteriorating (although how fast none of us knew until it was too late). He was in a wheelchair and paraplegic by then but he was still taking photos and working as hard as we all remember he could.
I was only able to meet up with him twice during the whole weekend. The first time was outside of the AARWBA media breakfast which I stupidly decided to skip; Earl had collected my awards for me and we chatted briefly before going our separate ways. Then later that day we met at Phil's Playa Del Racing celebration at a winery. Again our time together was very brief - I helped him out of Trish Codalata's car and into his wheelchair and got him up to the party level before I had to leave.
Earl's love of Indy was so strong that I can't even think of the place without thinking of him. I was always glad he got to go one last time but I will never forget that it cost him his life. I don't think I'll ever go back there without thinking about him and remembering being his friend.
I won't be at Indy this year due to medical issues of my own but I'll be back next year and hopefully will get to meet up with Earl's friends to reminisce about a true original.
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