What's a blog
I'm not socially connected, so this is it for my purposeful online presence...
In the beginning there was a blurring of what it meant to be a motorcyclist, versus a "biker", forget about the nicest people who were not cognoscente of what they were or didn't know enough to care as long as they got there in one piece.
I early was "experienced" by lack of upbringing. Life and death, good and bad, happy and sad, those things then were simple. At least to me.
