The Little Boy Who Asked a Biker to Kill His Mom’s Boyfriend
“Will you kill my mom’s boyfriend?” The tiny voice came from behind me while I was pumping gas. Small fingers…
“Will you kill my mom’s boyfriend?” The tiny voice came from behind me while I was pumping gas. Small fingers…
The biker was simply sitting on his motorcycle in his own driveway, drinking coffee and watching the sunrise. Five minutes…
A biker climbed three stories to save a starving dog when everyone else said no. I know, because I was…
“My dad killed himself because of bikers like you.” Those were the first words the teenage boy said when I…
It started the morning I found a veteran sitting on the floor of my barbershop, holding his beard in his…
I was filling my Harley with gas at a Chevron off Route 66 when a tiny voice behind me said…
One hundred bikers surrounded the mayor’s mansion because he had evicted a ninety-one-year-old veteran from his home. Walter Morrison had…
We kicked the door down expecting squatters. Instead, we found a seven-year-old boy chained to a radiator. A note was…
I was on my way to work when I passed St. Matthew’s Church. The parking lot was filled with motorcycles.…
I’ve been riding motorcycles for fifty-three years. I survived two crashes that should have killed me. I fought in Vietnam…