As my golden years are approaching (I just turned the big 76), my mind is still set to get on two wheels and ride into the sun anywhere.
I now must change my outfit from Levi shorts to Levi pants. My socks must now be longer and warmer than the short ones. Instead of a sweatshirt or light jacket, a protective coat must keep me warm and help protect me should I lay my Ferrari (my bike is red thus the name) down. God forbid.
Both of my sons know I’ve been riding some type of bike since I was 16 years old, just before I joined the Air Force to avoid being drafted in the Army and sent to Vietnam.
We’re born, we die and in between we help each other.
Terry Lee Shuler