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this looks familiar, it’s because it closely resembles an article that I wrote
(yes with a few changes) about my own experiences and feelings about the Braille
Rallye. I was and still am a firm believer in the Braille Rallye, what it stands
for, what it accomplishes and the good feeling you get at the end of the day. If
the article looks familiar – I truly apologize but... for those of you who have
never read it… PLEASE READ ON
OK. Let me start off by saying
that I have been associated with the MCCWDCC since the fall of 1976, as an
active member (14 years as Club President – does that make me an active
member?), a few years as a member in good standing (Board member, newsletter
editor, etc), and, since leaving the Washington D.C. area in 1997, retaining
some kind of honorary membership.
Getting back to Braille rallyes
and the title of this article, I guess I actually survived 20 Braille Rallyes.
My first in the summer of 1977. I remember it well, I was new to the Washington
DC area, new to the MGCC and knew absolutely nothing about rallying. After two
membership meetings I was told (perhaps it might have been directed) to be at
the Braille Rallye – so like any new member, who didn’t know better, I showed up
at Lake Needwood Park in Montgomery County on a bright (and very hot) summer
Saturday morning.
What do I remember about that
rallye? Well, first thing I remember is that I really didn’t know a soul. I was
new to the Club and really hadn’t met too many other members. I certainly didn’t
have the foggiest idea about rallying (What was a T intersection??), and oh, by
the way, I didn’t know beans about the roads of
Montgomery County.
After all the registration
“formalities” I met my navigator, a Braille reader named Andy. He had so much
faith in my driving skills and we really did enjoy our ride through the
countryside – following rallye instructions, turning here, there and (almost)
everywhere. Maybe Andy and I were enjoying the rallye too much because – hey,
remember, I didn’t know beans about rallying and we got lost, BOY, DID WE EVER
GET LOST. We did manage to eventually finish, with the help of the bailout
envelope, and returned to the park for a great picnic, boat rides, awards, etc.
It really proved to be awesome. I finally did get the chance to meet several
Club members who, 21 years later, I still call my friends.
By year number two, I was much
more involved in the MGCC than I ever thought I would be. In fact, I think I was
already Club President. That year, I became an important part of the Braille
Rallye planning process. There’s a very long story associated with that rallye
but, for now let’s just say that one of the Clubs premiere “trophies” was
created and awarded on the basis of the 1978 Braille Rallye.
During my remaining 18 years of
Club participation, there were 18 more Braille Rallyes, some were less than
memorable but some of them were nothing less than HOLY COW events. Torrential
downpours? We had them. Hurricanes, yeah we had one of those too. How about the
year that our Rrallye Master wrote a rallye that contained riddles and things –
that were unfortunately way beyond the scope (and logic processes) of our rallye
teams. Did anyone win?? No it was more like who was the best loser.
Then came our 25th
Anniversary Braille Rallye. As Rallye Master, I wanted to do this one up in a
special way. So we ordered commemorative T-shirts for all the rallye
participants. The T-shirts were black and had silver lettering commemorating the
event. Nice shirts? Absolutely! Too bad the temperature that afternoon was about
98 degrees. I think everyone was ready to collapse from heat stroke.
Funny thing is that in my 20 years
of association with the Club, I only drove in 2 Braille Rallyes. But I was fully
committed to each and every Rallye, either as Rallye Master or as a worker.
There is such a great feeling giving your time to have a good time while doing
something special for some very special people.
Back in the late 70’s our Spark
editor, trying to promote the event directed that all Club members with odd
numbered membership numbers were required to participate in the Rallye. And you
know, we had 50 cars at the Rallye.
So… its as easy as this, if the
membership number on your SPARK mailing label shows an even number, you are
mandated to be at the park for this year’s Braille Rallye. On the other hand, if
your mailing label shows an odd number, send your car – you can stay home if you
want.
Seriously though, this is an event
that needs YOU, your Car and your family. Yes, your family too. Sure you have to
be there with your car but it is equally important to have rallye workers too.
The rallye needs checkpoint workers and picnic workers. Make this year’s Braille
Rallye the best one ever…. BE THERE.