My one and only Grand-daughter turns 13 today, so I really enjoyed your story. God does time fly fast, a day of a lot of memories.... I can still the recall the smells, sensations, and joy riding on the back of an Indian Chief with my Dad with fishing poles strapped to the side of the bike when I was a boy. He passed on to me the love of motorcycles and the ability to spin a wrench, sounds like a tradition that may never fade in the world of two wheels......