"...cause he's an Angel, with no halo, and one wing in the fire.."
I just recieved a letter from a Nomad Chapter brother of our Motorcycle club. Made me tear up and I wanted to share it with my friends here.
Jai
"Well Guys, I just got back from Daytona and the memorandum patch for a true friend was here. Now I must say that I do have a vest, belong to a club and have many road brothers that are very close. Every one holds special meaning and I have a plaque for those patches.
However, there are a few that carry more meaning to me and those patches go on my vest. I don't hire the sewing done for those---I sew them on myself. I just have to.
His name was Skip Miller and was a true biker. He loved to ride and would give you the shirt off his back if you needed it. His bike was a Harley --one of a kind in a really putrid green color that he painted himself. Fixed up one for his wife and painted it much nicer! Both were beautiful !!
When you get a little older in life, you begin to lose bits and pieces as you travel this road. Most of you know what it feels like and those that don't -- will. He was 49, just had a check-up and dropped like a stone in a heartbeat. Pity he wasn't riding because he really would have wanted it that way.
There are many, many Skips out there and some of you already know them. They are the ones who lend you a hand, give you friendly advice and seem to know when to lend a good word or two at the proper times. They are the ones who fix your bike, join your party, compliment your work and stand up for you as one.
I rode over 1800 miles in 5 days in Florida and can't wait to ride thousands more. Honda, Harley, Yamaha, Kawasaki, Buell -----IT DOESN'T MATTER. WE ARE ALL ONE!
My eyes are teary, my heart is heavy but my hat is off to all of you who love the wind in your face and the sun to your back! Those who don't ever take to the road like us are truly missing something special. Keep laughing, playing and riding. Make many friends and hold them dear. No one should be a stranger when they hold something in common.
-Keep your wheels to the ground, the wind in your face, and sun on your back, Jim "Kicker" Corbin