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Our hero approached the flag for the grueling 3 1/4-mile Samuel H. Rogers Memorial — the country’s first handicapped timber race — carrying the high weight of 167 pounds. “That was a gutsy race. Paddy’s Run and Peter Walsh were never more than two lengths away. At the second-to-last they loomed up beside us, and at the last we were head and head,” recalled Cockbum.
Hearts were pounding on the sidelines. “They came into the last fence driving, and you just had to hold your breath. They stood so far off from it, you knew they were either going to do perfectly or die trying. And they did it. It was awesome!” Mrs. Rogers remembered. “We gained two lengths at that last fence,” confirmed Cockbum.
For the Rogers, it was a picture-perfect ending to a thrilling day. “It was the most exciting thing for us, because it was Joe’s race meet, and the first time you could bet on a timber race in this state. We were weeping; it was the fulfillment of a dream,” Mrs. Rogers said.
The Rogers believe Imperial Mom is now the happiest
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