My father died when i was 4 yrs old(he was 33 yrs old) and died from a cerebral hemmorage(even at 4 yrs old i do remember the night that it happened).Yes i do miss him for who he was and of what kind of father he was by how my mom,his parents and friends of the family spoke of him.I just got done talking with my step dad..i call him"dad" since he's been there so far all of most of my life so that's a good thing..Hope all you "DADs"have a great day and get to do the "dad"thing...whatever it my be....LT
I sent some of my old man's WW2 paraphernalia to the USN sub museum in Groton this year. He was on a "Freo" boat, the Rasher (SS269) in Fremantle, AUS. Quite a guy. My oldest and I are going out for guy stuff this afternoon. Have a great day all of you.
Just got back from lunch with my kids; humbling to see what great people they turned out to be. Erik just received his Red Seal Chef certification and is packing up his guitars and basses and heading for Vancouver, daughter Alex is entering her third year of university, but seriously misses the machine shop.......life is so freakin good it brings tears to my eyes.
The day you were on the 210 bridge, I and my son were on the high trestle trail bridge shown in the background. It truly was a beautiful day...one to cherish. 'Glad we all could enjoy it in our two wheel world.
No_Rice...you have got it made my friend.You have a very fortunate family situation that way cool..see a lot of happiness there and one loving and understanding wife with wonderful kids...my hat(Buell of course) off to you sir for that one.
Thank you Ltbuell. I have hundreds of pictures like that from the 30's and 40's. My cousin is scouring them with a magnifying glass for every detail(he's like that with family history). I'll have to see if I can get a scanner to work for me when I get them back..........
Lynz (left) rode up with her boyfriend, Darz on the right rode with me. Great time had by all and it was great to get back to the Santa Monica Mountains.