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Seven Weeks and Three Days...

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So, what is the most magnificent thing about June?

A month from July. A month from the gates of Paradise opening again for the 143rd time.

Sigh. It has been nearly a year, hasn't it?

And yet another year has gone by without me experiencing the beauty of Saratoga Springs, NY in seasons other than racing (i.e. summer). I am ashamed and disappointed with myself. But then again, in early fall I did start a new gig and have been wrapped up in it, all in and fully engaged, since then so I suppose that is one excuse.

Note I said excuse, not viable reason.

With two of the three legs of the 2011 Triple Crown in the books, the Met Mile having been run at Belmont (my unofficial start of summer) and the turning of the calendar to June I can begin to smell the crisp air of the foothills of the Adirondacks.

Seven weeks and three days from the start of the race meet and another visit, and yet I still find myself envious of all of you who call Saratoga you home.

I trust, as long as I am on this earth, I will continue to do so.

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Patrick Kerrison

While most American men of Patrick's generation grew up talking to their Dad about baseball and the likes of Mantle, Ford, Berra and DiMaggio, he and his father covered the racing beat and talked of Ruffian, Seattle Slew, Affirmed and John Henry.

The son of a newspaperman, Patrick spent his summers a "spoiled" child, but not in the traditional sense. Spoiled because his August months were spent at Saratoga Race Course watching the best the game ever offered.

Breakfast in the mornings, races in the afternoons and the occasional party when kids were welcomed in the evenings, he has lived a privileged childhood. For better than 10 years Patrick worked in varied frontside positions in racing, "living the dream" as he calls it.

Today at age 41, he reverts back to his life as an eight year old with the same passion and love for the town of Saratoga he always had, but with the perspective of an adult. His appreciation for her history and his desire to go back in time revives every summer, while never forgetting the glorious life he lives today. Patrick and Saratoga.com invite you to come back to Saratoga's 18th, 19th, and 20th centuries and a little bit about today, too.