Biker Story

Part 2: Fifteen Years I Hated Him on Every Highway in Pennsylvania — Then We Passed Each Other on Route 6, and Ten Minutes Later I Was Holding His Hand in a Ditch

To understand what happened on Route 6, you have to understand who Bear was before he was Bear. He grew…

Read More »

A 17-Year-Old With a Severe Stutter Stood Up at Our Bike Night and Took 5 Minutes to Say 3 Sentences — Our Club President Stood Up Next and Said Something I’ll Carry Forever

I want to tell you about Trigger Ainsworth. He is fifty-six years old. He has been our president for twelve…

Read More »

Part 2: The Biker Next Door Started His Harley at 2 A.M. Every Night for Two Years. The Reason Wasn’t What the Neighbors Thought.

Part 2 I called Dale the next morning. I was shaking. I crossed our shared driveway in my husband’s old…

Read More »

Part 2: I Welded a Sidecar to My Harley So My Daughter With Cerebral Palsy Could Feel the Wind — She’s 5 Now. I’ll Build Her a New One Every Year Until I Can’t Hold a Torch

I want to tell you about the welding. I am a structural welder by trade. I weld I-beams and column…

Read More »

Part 2: We Found Out Our Sergeant-at-Arms Had Been Quietly Donating Blood Every Month for 15 Years — When We Asked Him Why, He Said One Sentence That Silenced the Whole Clubhouse

I want to tell you what happened to Theodore Marek on the morning of June 14th, 2009. I am writing…

Read More »

Part 2: My Grandfather Was Dying of Lung Cancer and Asked to Teach Me One Last Lesson — He Took Me to His Garage and We Sat in Silence for 3 Hours

I want to tell you who my grandfather was at the dinner table. He was a loud man. He talked…

Read More »

Part 2: I Sold My Harley of 27 Years to Pay My Wife’s Cancer Bills and Lied to Her That It Was “In the Shop” — A Year Later, I Opened the Garage and Saw the Same Bike Sitting There

To understand what selling that Harley meant, you have to understand what twenty-seven years on a single motorcycle does to…

Read More »

Part 2: A Deaf 9-Year-Old Has Never Heard a Sound In His Life — Then My 280-Pound Neighbor Did Something With His Harley That Made My Son Draw a Picture I’ll Frame Forever

In the third week Dale was our neighbor — a Saturday afternoon in late May — I was on the…

Read More »

Part 2: They Stripped His Vest, Burned His Patches, and Banished Him 10 Years Ago — The Night His Old President’s Son Crashed on I-25, He Was the First Man on the Scene

Front Range Brotherhood MC was founded in 1991 in a body shop on Northern Avenue. We are not a 1%…

Read More »

Part 2: My Daughter Wrote Her School Essay About Me — A Biker. Her Teacher Called Me In Because of “Concerning Themes.” I Took Off the Raincoat I’d Been Wearing for 8 Years to Hide the Cut

I want to tell you who I am at home. Not who I am on a ride. Not who I…

Read More »