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Jack Klarich
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Very inspiring story, keep riding as long as you can:s
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This morning I decided to take an early morning ride, before the Arizona sun got too hot. Being not a young man anymore, sometimes it’s difficult to convince myself to get out there and ride. But, as usual, no sooner did I get rolling did I forget all about age. It is indeed wonderful therapy to be out there, early on a Sunday morning, with little traffic and no particular destination in mind – just riding and enjoying each minute of it.
At age 75, I thought about the past as I drove north toward Tombstone, about the difficult early years, about two failed marriages along the way, two grown children living their own lives on the other side of the country, a long career in the state of Oregon, a new marriage now of 15 years, and how I’ve reached the point in my life of not much to do but ride the Fatboy, and take the wife out for dinner on the weekends. I stopped at a turnoff along Hwy 80 south of Tombstone, on the way to Bisbee, had a sandwich and drink – and then went on through Bisbee to the Burger King on Hwy 92, heading back toward Sierra Vista, where I stopped off for an ice cream cone. The Fatboy ran well this morning and brought me back home safely. Maybe next week I’ll do this again.
None of my family lived to be my age, so I guess I should consider myself pretty fortunate to be still wearing Levis and straddling a bike, while wandering around the desert communities of Arizona. Just thought I’d share my thoughts. Maybe I’ll see you on the road someday.
You men have given me something else to look forward to. Buried Mother today and your post reminded me that I am still young @ only 54 and we all need to look forward and not back at what was but forward to all the good times we have left, if we remember to live. Thank y'all I needed that.
ps there really isn't anything like those early am rides
You men have given me something else to look forward to. Buried Mother today and your post reminded me that I am still young @ only 54 and we all need to look forward and not back at what was but forward to all the good times we have left, if we remember to live. Thank y'all I needed that.
ps there really isn't anything like those early am rides
Thanks too for sharing your short story. Every now and then, something just seems to pop off the screen and grab my attention. I really liked reading this story --- it just seemed to be such a reality and as if I could feel and understand your thinking while writing.
Thanks again --not sure why, but, I really enjoyed reading your post today.
Bill - been Bill for 64 years now.:s