I’m The Reporter Who Got Shoved By A Biker On Live TV — And I Owe Him My Life
You’ve probably seen the clip. Fourteen million views and counting. A female reporter standing live on the side of the…
You’ve probably seen the clip. Fourteen million views and counting. A female reporter standing live on the side of the…
There are fifty bikers hiding in my house right now. Not outside.Not circling the block.Inside. In our basement. And my…
A biker hit a teenage in the middle of a crowded farmer’s market on a Saturday morning. Fifty people saw…
The boy was sleeping in our clubhouse again when I unlocked the front door at 5:00 in the morning. Third…
I drove my fist into a biker’s face in the ICU hallway, and for about ten minutes, I believed I’d…
The biker who walked into that middle school assembly didn’t come to cause trouble.But every parent in that room thought…
The little boy walked up to me at the gas station, holding a ceramic piggy bank covered in crayon marks.…
She couldn’t have been more than six years old—blonde pigtails, pink sneakers, and eyes filled with fear far beyond her…
Bikers dragged my teenage son out of his bedroom at 3 AM… and I stood there and let it happen.…
For three months, I watched the same biker tear through the school zone outside Jefferson Elementary every morning at 7…