My wife refers to my motorcycle stuff as "JUNK" and talks about how the place is
cluttered up with the "JUNK". Now that I'm working to get my "JUNK" 750 ready to install
the sidecar so I can use it to transport James (the "Special Needs" young man that I work
with), she's back off of the "JUNK" classification somewhat and is kinda working with me
on that one at least. Maybe that enthusiasm will spread to the others but, I doubt it. Oh
well, I'll take what I can get in that respect. She just doesn't appreciate that I was raised
around motorcycles and that they are a big part of my life. Later on, Bill