When I was a kid in the 1960s I had a couple of neighbors who had local track cars. I thought they were really neat. Couldn't get Dad to take me to the track, though.
Then, to Dad's chagrin, I discovered NASCAR and USAC races on TV (mostly "Wide World of Sports"). I kept bugging him and he finally took me and my brother to a few local track races. I loved it... he tried to discourage it, which was odd because he had told me stories of him and his buddies being local pick-up race crew helpers during the 1950s, for guys like Dutch Hoag when they came to town. Something must have happened, and he wouldn't talk about it.
This spurred me into racing karts in the mid-1970s. Dad relented (although he didn't participate) - told Mom that there were worse things I could be doing.
During and after college I finally was able to become a regular at local tracks. I moved to the DC area and finally went to a Cup race in the mid-1980s (Richmond - the old configuration before they expanded the track). The bleachers where I sat were moved (that area is part of today's expanded track).
In the late 1980s I moved to central NC. Went to every track I could find, including all the Cup races within a do-able drive (Martinsville, Rockingham, North Wilkesboro, Charlotte). But then I started my own racing up again and only went to an occasional big league race (unless we were in one of the support races).
Old age has made me "retire" from racing again ("retire" in quotes because this is probably the fifth or sixth time). I've started going back to the local tracks, but a lot of them have shut down. I might go to some Cup races again, but their current product just hasn't enticed me for the cost involved. But knowing me, I will probably go to some Cup races anyway... if I don't get hooked into unretiring my own racing efforts again...
"Dutch Hoag" - now there's a name for you old-timers!