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Ronz · 06-25-2010, 07:00 PM

First, Thank you all for your replies. It means a lot. Larry and I met back in 1989. Through an ex-girl friend of mine. We broke up and remained good friends. She introduced to me to Larry. He moved in with her and lived with her for 2 years. In about 1990 he approached me about getting into horse races with him. I had been going to the tracks by myself. Larry and I started searching for ways to win at the races. We tried every method we could find. Some would work great for 2 to 4 weeks then quit working. We built our own methods. We both agreed that there had to be a better way than what we were doing. There had to be a way to win consistently at the tracks.

He met me at the coffee shop and said he bought a new book. He said he was going to read it and if it seemed good that he wanted me to get one. I said sure. The book was "Modern Pace Handicapping" by Tom Brohammer. Needless to say, it was a darn good book. Through that he got into the Sartin Methodology. Larry and I studied this for a long time and found out it worked.

He lived with his girlfriend for about 18 months and moved out into a flea bag motel. He lived there 18 months when I finally convinced him to move into my spare bedroom in August of 1994. And we kind of been room mates until he died. He had a heart attack in 2003. He was taken to a hospital that did not have a heart unit. He was there 4 days. When he got out he quit smoking, (a habit he had for about 35 years). They urged him to go to a hospital that had a good heart unit. But he would not. In fact untill he had his heart attack in March of this year, he denied having a heart attack in 2003. He had not drove a truck since 2003. I was worried that since he would not go and have his heart checked that he could have a heart attack while driving a truck. So I talked him into helping me do carpenter work. And when he talked about driving trucks again, I discouraged him. Larry was great at managing money. He did not have a back account. So in 2005 I put him on my bank account as a full owner. I had learned to trust Larry more than I did my own real brother. He could spend a dime and come back with 9 cents in change. So I let him take over paying the bills. I never looked at the bank account. I did not worry about it. Because, as I said, I trusted him fully.

I know he had family. Though Larry never talked about them. They did him dirty in 1982 and he never talked to them again. He looked at me as his only family he had. In the hospital they asked him who could make a decision if he got worse and needed another operation. He looked at them and told them that I was the only one allowed to make any decision on his life. Every one we met thought we were brothers, even though we told them that we were good friends. Larry was born in November of 1951 and I was born in September of 1951. A better friend, i'll never find.

06-25-2010, 07:00 PM	#7
Ronz Maiden Join Date: Nov 2006 Posts: 2	First, Thank you all for your replies. It means a lot. Larry and I met back in 1989. Through an ex-girl friend of mine. We broke up and remained good friends. She introduced to me to Larry. He moved in with her and lived with her for 2 years. In about 1990 he approached me about getting into horse races with him. I had been going to the tracks by myself. Larry and I started searching for ways to win at the races. We tried every method we could find. Some would work great for 2 to 4 weeks then quit working. We built our own methods. We both agreed that there had to be a better way than what we were doing. There had to be a way to win consistently at the tracks. He met me at the coffee shop and said he bought a new book. He said he was going to read it and if it seemed good that he wanted me to get one. I said sure. The book was "Modern Pace Handicapping" by Tom Brohammer. Needless to say, it was a darn good book. Through that he got into the Sartin Methodology. Larry and I studied this for a long time and found out it worked. He lived with his girlfriend for about 18 months and moved out into a flea bag motel. He lived there 18 months when I finally convinced him to move into my spare bedroom in August of 1994. And we kind of been room mates until he died. He had a heart attack in 2003. He was taken to a hospital that did not have a heart unit. He was there 4 days. When he got out he quit smoking, (a habit he had for about 35 years). They urged him to go to a hospital that had a good heart unit. But he would not. In fact untill he had his heart attack in March of this year, he denied having a heart attack in 2003. He had not drove a truck since 2003. I was worried that since he would not go and have his heart checked that he could have a heart attack while driving a truck. So I talked him into helping me do carpenter work. And when he talked about driving trucks again, I discouraged him. Larry was great at managing money. He did not have a back account. So in 2005 I put him on my bank account as a full owner. I had learned to trust Larry more than I did my own real brother. He could spend a dime and come back with 9 cents in change. So I let him take over paying the bills. I never looked at the bank account. I did not worry about it. Because, as I said, I trusted him fully. I know he had family. Though Larry never talked about them. They did him dirty in 1982 and he never talked to them again. He looked at me as his only family he had. In the hospital they asked him who could make a decision if he got worse and needed another operation. He looked at them and told them that I was the only one allowed to make any decision on his life. Every one we met thought we were brothers, even though we told them that we were good friends. Larry was born in November of 1951 and I was born in September of 1951. A better friend, i'll never find.