just wanted to post something that lee emailed me (thanks lee) just thought id share it with all of u considerring their are alot of motorcycle peeps or know motorcycle peeps well its a good read and something im use to BEING JUDGED
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zero420
Joyce Skomrock
> I saw you, hug your purse closer to you in the grocery
> store line. But, you
> didn't see me, put an extra $10.00 in the collection
> outside the store as I
> walked in.
>
> I saw you; pull your child closer when we passed each
> other on the
> sidewalk. But, you didn't see me, playing Santa at the
> local mall.
>
> I saw you, change your mind about going into the
> restaurant. But, you didn't
> see me, attending a meeting to raise more money for the
> hurricane relief.
>
> I saw you, roll up your window and shake your head when I
> rode by.
> But, you didn't see me, riding behind you when you
> flicked your cigarette
> butt out the car window.
>
> I saw you, frown at me when I smiled at your children.
> But, you didn't see
> me, when I took time off from work to run toys to the
> homeless.
>
> I saw you, stare at my long hair. But, you didn't see
> me, and my friends cut
> ten inches off for Locks of Love.
>
> I saw you, roll your eyes at our leather jackets and
> gloves. But, you
> didn'tsee me, and my brothers donate our old ones to
> those that had none.
>
> I saw you, look in fright at my tattoos. But, you
> didn't see me, cry as my
> children were born and have their name written over and in
> my heart.
>
> I saw you, change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
> But, you didn't
> see me, going home to be with my family.
>
> I saw you, complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can
> be. But, you
> didn't see me, when you were changing the CD and
> drifted into my lane.
>
> I saw you, yelling at your kids in the car. But, you
> didn't see me, pat my
> child's hands, knowing he was safe behind me.
>
> I saw you, reading the newspaper or map as you drove down
> the road. But, you
> didn't see me, squeeze my wife's leg when she told
> me to take the next turn.
>
> I saw you, race down the road in the rain. But, you
> didn't see me, get
> soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on
> his date.
>
> I saw you, run the yellow light just to save a few minutes
> of time. But,you
> didn't see me, trying to turn right.
>
> I saw you, cut me off because you needed to be in the lane
> I was in. But,
> you didn't see me, leave the road.
>
> I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.
> But, you didn't see
> me. I wasn't there.
>
> I saw you, go home to your family. But, you didn't see
> me. Because, I died
> that day you cut me off.
>
> I was just a biker; a person with friends and a family.
> But, you didn't
> see me.
>
> Re-send this around in hopes that people will understand
> the biker
> community.
>
> If you don't re-send this, all I can say is it sucks
> to be you. I hope you
> never loose someone that rides.
>
> EVEN IF YOU DON'T LIKE US, RESPECT OUR RIGHTS TO RIDE
> WHAT WE CHOOSE
> AND TAKE A FEW EXTRA SECONDS TO BE SURE WE'RE NOT IN
> 'YOUR' WAY.
>
> LIVE TO RIDE . . . RIDE TO LIVE


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