
'66 At The Races - 2025
Zastaria, Reisterstown, MD
April 19, 2025
Photos by Ned Groth and John Lumpkin, Text by Ned Groth
This year’s gathering at Zastaria for the annual Grand National Steeplechase race on the estate next door was hosted in their usual fine style by Stas Maliszewski and Julia Jitkoff.
We had good luck with the weather, this Saturday before Easter. Unlike two years ago, when we all got drenched in a thunderstorm, race day was supposed to be sunny and 85 degrees. But it stayed cloudy all day, so the heat was very bearable, and it didn’t rain a drop. A fine day for lunch on the patio and watching the races.
This year Stas added a new feature, he invited a friend, Bernie Haykel, a professor of Far Eastern Studies at Princeton and expert on the politics of the Middle East, and his wife, Navina Haidar, a curator at the Metropolitan Museum of Art and an expert on Indian and Islamic Art, to give us “fireside chats” after the races on Saturday. Bernie, Navina, their grown children Alex and Pia, and their dog, Mars, were guests for the weekend and part of all the events. Both talks were engaging and outstanding; we gave them long applause and a ‘66 locomotive.
I picked up two “themes” from the classmates who attended this year. Many of us mentioned that we’re noticing getting older. A number of people who had planned to attend had to cancel because of one or another medical issue – nothing fatal, just something that needed attention and took priority. But several of us voiced the thought that we’re slowing down, and more of us probably thought it. Still, as the saying goes, it’s better than the alternative!
A second theme this time was “love after loss.” Several of us, myself included, have been widowed in recent years, and have found a new partner, fallen in love again. This category includes, in addition to me, Ed Steube, Bruce Leslie, Rob Middleton, possibly one or two more. We consider ourselves a bunch of very lucky guys. If you see us looking happy in the photos, well – we are!
The photos of the races themselves this year struck me (having done this five or six times now) as somewhat sub-par. Part of that was on me. Sarah and I and a few other people missed the ride in the hay wagon, and by the time we’d walked up the hill, the first race was about to start and the officials wouldn’t let us go across the course to the “Princeton side.” So, we had to crash a private party (they were very nice!) to get a spot by the rail on the downhill side, from which I could photograph the Grand National. We were close to the action, but had an obscured view of all but two jumps. Later, having joined the hay wagon crowd between races, I was socializing with friends and missed the start of the third race; the few shots I have of that contest are from far away and a poor angle. And the races themselves were just not very photogenic. Three races had only five or six entries, the horses got spread out, so there are few shots of groups taking a jump in close competition. The Maiden Timber race, in contrast, had 11 entries, and they stayed closely packed almost the whole way, so each jump was a chaotic mob scene. Stas said the pix are pretty good anyway. You can be the judge.
This year, Sarah and I stayed in a hotel Friday night, so my photos begin on Saturday morning, and run through brunch on Sunday. As last year, many of the best shots were taken by John Lumpkin. I like to prowl around with a big telephoto lens taking sneaky candid portraits from across the patio. John uses his phone and takes lots of posed shots of groups and couples. Together we have covered most of the bases. Between us, I think we got at least one decent picture of everyone who was there. If you were there and we missed you, apologies. I have indicated which photos John took, in the captions. If not otherwise attributed, credit or blame me.
Enjoy the slide shows.
NG, April 2025