Someone suggested a few words be put together. As Ernie would have said "here are a few words":
I never met Uncle Ernie but I did have a sense of the man. If we had met I am sure I would have learned more from him than he could have possibly learned from me.
In the areas of music, art and motorcycles I would have learned, really learned, since he had a way of explaining complex things simply and with wit.
From the little snippets of personal information he revealed on the SOHC site, we learned he was at one time a haircutter in the San Francisco Bay area in the 1960’s - 70’s. Hair cutters were superstars back in that era, and I am sure Ernie practiced his craft as an art and not a job. He probably made the most of those times in every way
He was interested in art and music; he once posted some art he collected from artists from the San Francisco area. When he posted women on Motorcycles they were artistic rather than erotic.
Ernie was a Motorcyclist in the truest sense of the word. He did not ride the latest soulless thing to be mass marketed, he rode what interested him. He reveled in the fact he was a quarter beat off from the rest of society.
He was much admired and loved on several motorcycle forums where there are touching messages left. You can see he touched many people with his wit and intelligence.
If I had an opportunity to speak to him now, I would ask him about a life well lived. Not the rose covered cottage with the white picket fence life, but a life lived you own way, bucking the trends and social constraints. A life lived on your own terms in your own way, willing to take what consequences come with that lifestyle choice.
How he died or why he died is really of no consequence, how he lived his life is the story all that knew him can all learn from.
Rest in Peace Ernie, knowing you had a life well lived.
I never met Uncle Ernie but I did have a sense of the man. If we had met I am sure I would have learned more from him than he could have possibly learned from me.
In the areas of music, art and motorcycles I would have learned, really learned, since he had a way of explaining complex things simply and with wit.
From the little snippets of personal information he revealed on the SOHC site, we learned he was at one time a haircutter in the San Francisco Bay area in the 1960’s - 70’s. Hair cutters were superstars back in that era, and I am sure Ernie practiced his craft as an art and not a job. He probably made the most of those times in every way
He was interested in art and music; he once posted some art he collected from artists from the San Francisco area. When he posted women on Motorcycles they were artistic rather than erotic.
Ernie was a Motorcyclist in the truest sense of the word. He did not ride the latest soulless thing to be mass marketed, he rode what interested him. He reveled in the fact he was a quarter beat off from the rest of society.
He was much admired and loved on several motorcycle forums where there are touching messages left. You can see he touched many people with his wit and intelligence.
If I had an opportunity to speak to him now, I would ask him about a life well lived. Not the rose covered cottage with the white picket fence life, but a life lived you own way, bucking the trends and social constraints. A life lived on your own terms in your own way, willing to take what consequences come with that lifestyle choice.
How he died or why he died is really of no consequence, how he lived his life is the story all that knew him can all learn from.
Rest in Peace Ernie, knowing you had a life well lived.
