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• frank314

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• egarren1

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• WHY OLD MEN SHOULDN'T GO SHOPP

  • From: vilchesm1958
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    This one is just too funny!!!!! WHY OLD MEN SHOULDN'T GO SHOPPING If you want your wife to stop taking you shopping, then try some of these... After I retired, my wife insisted that I accompany her on her trips to Target. Unfortunately, like most men, I found shopping boring and preferred to get in and get out. Equally unfortunate, my wife is like most women, she loves to browse. Yesterday my dear wife received the following letter from the local Target Dear Mrs. Samuel, Over the past six mon
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• Memories

  • From: CromagnaMan
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    My older brother Jim's best friend when he was a Junior in High School was a guy named Thomas M.  Thomas owned the Honda Super 90, and my brother and him would pop all over Las Vegas, (where we lived at the time), to do different errands and just run around town and be teenagers.  Many times my brother would head off by himself on the small Honda, and I was TRULY envious!  I was a year behind him … a sophomore in high school … and the year was 1968.  At that time in Nevada, a minor could own and operate a motorcycle at 14 years of age providing the cycle was less than 100 CC.  Once the kid reached 16 years of age, he could purchase any bike regardless of the size of the engine. Because the regular Honda 90 had a square tank rather than the more streamlined tank of the “Super 90”, I thought it made the bike look bigger ... and I wanted one with all of my heart.  My dad was dead-set against any of us owning a motorcycle for he had almost been killed on an Indian just prior to WWII.  (He was in a gang at the time before he was drafted and, (more or less), he was kind of wild and crazy at the time.) He was absolutely ADAMENT that no child of his would follow in his wild ways ... and to him the way to protect us was to refuse to ever let us own motorcycles.  The only argument I ever had in my life where I caused my father to cry was over that desired Honda 90 when I was in my early teens. The day I purchased my first motorcycle, I was a grown man with children of my own, and owned my own photography lab and one hour photo.  My Pop was retired at that time, and “worked” at my little place of business helping customers and flirting with my female employees. I pulled up on my “new” motorcycle and proudly showed it off to my employees and my dad … but he just looked at it, quietly took his car keys from his pocket, got in his vehicle and drove away. I understood his fear and disapproval … but it still hurt. My Dad passed away about thirty years ago … my Son Christopher was killed in an auto accident in 1995 six weeks before his 19^th birthday … my Mom died  almost ten years ago … and my brother Jim passed away almost three years ago.  I miss all of them with all my heart, and loosing most of my personal family has been the hardest thing I’ve ever had to deal with. Over the years being a “biker” has evolved from just being a “cool” thing for me to be to being a very important part of my life.  I would have never believed that this “sport” could, (and did), become all consuming at times.  Like Cruiser Customizing founder Uwe, for several years I didn’t even own a car at all.  If it was raining, I wore a rain suit.  It was freezing, I layered my clothing.  (I never felt the “need” to purchase the electrically heated garments.) If it was storming with wind and lightning, I just “hunkered down” and kept on going. I even drove through a hurricane once … a wild and crazy ride to be sure! As I’ve grown older, I’ve hopefully matured a little, and now at least own a sweet 2005 Trail Blazer that I bought brand new out-of-the-box with all the buzzers and bells. I enjoy my car, and find myself driving it more and more as my health continues to deteriorate … but my first and greatest love and choice for transportation will always be motorcycles.  As I was riding through yesterday’s beautiful weather, I found myself feeling sorry for the “cage trapped” people riding along around me … for they don’t even have a clue of the constant rush of “freedom” and joy I feel every time I ride. There is so much sadness in this old world.  Loved ones die and are gone forever.  In a very real way, “escaping” on one of my motorbikes or the other is the one “bestest” way to keep me sane sometimes.   I have a sticker on one of my brain-buckets … (stickers’ are one or two line truths that we sometimes plaster on our helmets) … and one of my favorite stickers states simply, “You will never see a motorcycle parked outside a psychiatrists’ office”.  That is so true! We are coming up on the Thanksgiving holiday.  Perhaps it would be a good thing to add this thing we are grateful for ... this simple little thing … to the list that we are thankful for.  “Dear God, thank you so much for this sport that enables me to keep a modicum of my sanity … and to in small little way to help me deal with my life.”

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• kapoola

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• toomudge

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• Ulansan

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• floridaboy2

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• Bobo64

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• retiredgunny

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• oldebikerfarte

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• New to the Blog!

  • From: l3tspla
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    Hi all!  I'm new to this blog thing.  I ride an '06 Kawasaki Vulcan 900 Classic.  I've ridden motorcycles since I was 6 years old on and off.  I reside in the North Jacksonville, Florida area and am looking for someone to go riding with  preferably with a spouse as my wife loves to ride (passenger).  We are non smokers and non cursers but love the open road and taking in the scenery. 

     

     I am a retired Navy Chief and haven't really made any fri

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• kimmer127

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• pick1

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• let the mate were his colors t

  • From: Robin001
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    Clyde, Stui will be a retired member. He is not being kicked out of the club. He will be able to wear his colours to club member only functions. He just will not be able to wear them in public. I know what you are saying. But he was one of the members who heled set the consitution of the club and knows the rules.

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• casey1959

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• Chaplains2

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• nursedee

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• This is my S**T

  • From: Englissh
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    Well hello from France, those of you who are reading one of my postings for the first time ( sorry ) for those of you that have read before ( you knew what you would get ).

    Here we are in the 10 th month of 2009 and things are not getting any better, just to bring the probes up to speed ( legal limit ), Pam my wife and she said I could say that I am the BOSS, (it looks better) and I moved from the UK to France in 1984, changed our lifestyle and way of living ( for the better ), not really thinking about the advancing years and the problems that come, YES, got a job trucking all over Europe ( great but weeks away from home ), got a job in what you call a Truck Stop in the USA, yes I knew the Boss and family as was a client for a couple of years before starting there ( Super Job Long Hours but kept the smell of 18 wheelers in my system) Pam and I started around 1987 01 01, built up a run down shop and gas station to a thriving shop and still a good gas station ( we used to get sometimes 2 refills a day on Diesel it was a good stop for all as on the SPAIN <<>> Germany/ England route. Things went good the wages kept us going and we could slowly make are home.

    THEN the SH** hit the FAN, Good BOSS sold out to a NEW BOSS, he seemed to be OK, but the bed of roses soon became bed of thorns, the wife left the job cutting down on the income, but she started working for the Gendarmerie National as a translator, but the work was like working for the army, paid you when they used you. I continued with the Bad BOSS stressing out day by day ( no I never shot the guy ) till in 2006 after 19 years went on sick leave, money was tight but after all the mist cleared and visits to the hospital, doctors and all I was put out as an Invalid, so there we go 21 years in the same job, here comes the curved ball, in France when you are 60 years old( laws at the time ) you retire in theory, so that day came 22 years and 4 months and then ZERO, you become RETIRED.

    As retired your pension is based on the best 20 years wages and then this and that, fine if I had been in France and worked for 40 years all would have fell into place ( little but just enough ), but NO I started work at 15 in the UK and worked till I left the UK in 1984, so my first part of qualification in England and the French bit together would make up my pension, OH S--- the French pay out at 60 or later it depends, the English don’t depend they don’t anything till you are 65, well it don’t need a high school diploma to see 60 and 65 don’t correspond, so 60-65 little from France until 65 when England chips in, since my 60th birthday I lost nearly 700 Euro in benefits and its hard.

    I have heard it said that a trouble shared is a trouble halved, so sorry by sharing it with all you I should have no PROBLEM, Thanks all for reading my ramblings and I do feel a little better for typing this morning not that will change anything, you work like a ********* all your life to find at the END you have what you started with Zero but you have gained a lot of FRIENDS.

    May who or what you believe in keep you and yours

     

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• padre

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