One thing you need to understand here is my dad gave up riding motorcycles once he became a father. He recognized they were dangerous and never wanted to influence us on buying one once we were older. But now… now that my brother was the one bringing it up, it was on like a chicken bone.
There’s only one problem with this story… my brother never mentioned getting a motorcycle after that day. What was my dad supposed to do?? He was knee-deep in his research by now and way too excited about this possible new adventure.
I’m sure you can guess how this story endsJ Yes, my father is now the proud owner of a motorcycle. And not just any motorcycle… a HARLEY!!! And not just any Harley… the kind my husband wants!!! Oh, Brother.
|Dad's New Motorcycle circa 2012|