Truckman Condoms & Driver's License...Film @ 11

Well it is springtime and for most of us, our thoughts turn to racing.  When Big Louie walked among us, April was just another month of using his Visa to pay off his Mastercard, but I digress.  By this point in the year, Big Louie already had an attack plan on the racing season as well as his financial stability and we were all along for the ride. 
I included a picture of the large one's SpeedZone drivers license. What is ironical about this is...it is probably the only one he had up until his untimely demise.  I know this to be true how??? Well, when I was still working as a truck driver, 2 things became glaringly obvious. First, it doesn't pay worth a damn to steer a semi truck, and 2...Louie was always telling the police he was me.  He even did it one evening in Bellevue NE with my wife in the car.  Gotta hand it to him for being consistent. 
Louie was the King of advertising.  You haven't lived until your 70 something Irish Catholic mother calls you on the phone and asks point blank if "we", meaning Louie and anyone else working that day, ordered 200 condoms with the tag line "Go F*%k Yourself From Your Friends At Cavalieri Racing".  Being Catholic, she was adverse to any form of birth control, even if it were strictly for advertising purposes.  On the other hand, what are the chances these condoms were any good to start with?  I guess it is better than being the guy he referred to on the air fresheners that said "Did the last race car parts you bought reelly stink?"
And who will ever forget Truckman Systems?  This was, at first, a means to an end to get even with someone, but took on a life of it's own. Then again, if you are going to go into a prank with Jim Head and Dave Settle...how bad can it be? Truckman Systems was a small fuel management company we started with the tag line Truckman Outside & Erotic Logic.  There was a similar yet less entertaining company with the same business model, except that people actually liked us and didn't fake their own death to escape said other guy. And was he ever irritated several years ago when Louie, Jim and Dave paid a gentleman to fly a banner over the starting line in Ennis Tx half an hour before the start of eliminations with the words "Truckman Systems...You "otto" Know".  While it looked great flying behind his Cessna, it looked just as good as a full color photo in Drag Racing magazine.  Ol' Boob was not amused!
I learned early on to never let Louie influence my kid's by challenging them to see who could build the biggest ice cream cone at the local buffet. It was easy to pick the winner, he had to use 2 hands to steady a 12" tall ice cream cone.  Then again, Louie was the kind of guy that would make a bet with them to see which one could eat their bowl of chocolate pudding the fastest...without a spoon.  We always had a winner, but Louie never had a dollar.  
There are plenty more stories like this, but it is getting late and I should be loading up more inventory instead of reliving the past...but as I type this stuff out, it puts me in a happy place and a time when political correctness was only a title attached to the guy driving the getaway car...damn blue dress:) More to come and I will see everyone at the track...Nitromikee