Dale was so much part of my family. From the first memories I have of watching racing, it was always for the #3.  My family and Dale’s fans opened up their lives to him every Sunday, and as far as we are concerned, the sun rose and set with Dale Earnhardt each race he was in and the few he wasn’t.

After all these years, Dale is now reunited with his Father. The gates of Heaven are opening, He is slowly revving the #3 engine as he drives through the gates, to see his Dad and tell him he is the Seven Time Winston Cup Champion. Ralph must be so proud of his son. All Dale ever wanted, was that his Dad could know how much he accomplished thanks to him.

Now Dale is racing in Heavens Raceway, and he’s leading the pack of those drivers who died before him.  God's going to have to get himself another car. Because Dale is taking back his Black GM Goodwrench Chevy Monte Carlo. He’s going to teach them all his motto, “Rubbin' is Racing!”

So Earnhardt fans on a gloomy and stormy day, just look up toward Heaven, listen close and give a great big smile, because you might be able to hear em racin'!

My dilima is… What do you do, when you've already rooted for the best and you know there will never be another? I just think it will be hard to think of any other driver that can live up to our standards, after so many years of the Dale Earnhardt standard of driving. The pain in my heart will never go away.  Dale touched my family’s hearts and our lives. Dale, you will race in our hearts forever.