My friend Ken from Maine and I talk regularly. He always tells me stories of days gone by. Rides he used to take, chops he built, restorations and adventures he took. Well today he shared this with me and I thot it was killer.
In 1961 he was 8 years old. A kid full of imagination. He was at his grandmother's house one day visiting while she was sick, pretty bad sick. Some family was notified and some came up to check on her. While standing in the driveway he could hear a rumble coming up the street. He eased out to see his uncle pull in on an old Indian chief bobber. Engineer boots, white T-shirt, cigarettes rolled up in his sleeve and pant cuffs rolled up. Straight up what we think of then today! Rigid frame, girder frontend and no front fender. Can you imagine how cool Ken thought that was. He rode it all the way from new Jersey to Maine. Later that day, Ken still mesmerized, his uncle asked the 8 year old boy if he wanted to ride. Hell yeah! What boy wouldn't? He took him all around the bay area through some small islands and town then home. All perched up on the gas tank holding on to the Hollywood style bars. Can you imagine how excited he was?
Well that's were the hooks set in and from that day he decided he was gonna get one and ride that Fu@&er to the bone! He's been hooked ever sense. Years go by, he grows up and his uncle grows old. Actually settles down and stops riding all together. Well Ken never stopped riding and chopping. One day he rides up to see some family back home and he goes over to his old uncle's house. Uncle tries to to tell Ken how dangerous motorcycles are and Ken reminds him that its his fault to begin with lol. He asked him if he would like to take it for a ride it sense he hasn't rode in YEARS. He declines but Ken wanted to remind him of that feeling that it gave him years ago. So his uncle agrees for Ken to take him for alittle putt. Guess were they went? That exact same route that they went on years ago. All through town ,down by the bay and back home. That's good stuff.!!!
Ken I hope I did your story justice.
cody edington
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