August 17, 2010
Colorado, USA
I received this comment yesterday on a post from earlier in the year called Biker Poetry which is a biker poem called Waitin' for the Ride by Ann Weyant - March 24, 2010
Anonymous said...
My dad loved his Harley's, he loved to ride. He taught me how to ride at 7 years old. I lost my dad August 1, 2010. He went out of this world riding his harley, now I am looking for help to write the perfect inscription on my daddy's headstone. Please help. jes.long@yahoo.com
-V- said...
I am deeply sorry for your loss... my thinking is: Your Dad -- Loved Harleys. Loved to ride. Went out of this world riding his Harley... if there is any justice in this world and the next I'd like to think the road on the other side is one, long beautiful ride...
One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things. ~~ Henry Miller
If anyone has any words that fit - let's hear 'em.
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Tuesday, August 17, 2010
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