So this all got started on a trip to Baja. My beloved '92 Softail started clanging and banging and bucking…
My Harley Softail stories seem to be hitting the spot (how’s that for alliteration?), and I mentioned in an earlier…
So I had my new Harley, a gorgeous blue ’92 Heritage Softail, and it was a shockingly beautiful motorcycle. Yeah,…
The year was 1991, and the last thing in the world I was thinking about was buying another motorcycle, and…
Television in the mid-1960s was nothing if not predictable. As we watched the shadows on the wall, behind us society…
Ah, lots of good news and a few things to catch up on. For starters, I was alerted to another…
Glenn sent me a few photos from the old days and one that got my attention was a shot of…
In San Diego I lived across the street from a Safeway food market. Man, I never ran out of anything.…
It was beautiful, it was something I always dreamed about owning, and I couldn’t ride a hundred miles on it…