Jockey Charlie Burr put aside his comic book, settled back more comfortably in his deck chair, and surveyed his pleasant surroundings. Florida sunshine warmed his skinny (5 ft. 3 in., 101 Ibs.) frame; the flowers of Tropical Parkhibiscus, cro-tons, ixorabloomed in profusion around the track; banks of clipped Australian pine lined the clubhouse drive. This, he decided, was the lifea far cry from his boyhood years on the farm in Kansas. Last week, just two months after he lost his apprentice allowance (a five-pound weight concession), Charlie Burr entered an exclusive fraternity: he...
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