How did I get here....
I never figured myself Riding for the Son. In April of 2005 I bought a 2005 Harley Sportster. I had badgered my wife enough that she said "Just go buy the thing". I knew she really didn't mean it but she did say it. So on April 12th, 2005 I picked up the Sporty. I hadn't ridden in 25 years. I had ridden in my younger days, but mostly dirt bikes and in the wide open spaces. Never had I been on something with as much power as even a Sportster. I barely made it home.
When I got home my wife wouldn't speak to me. In fact she didn't speak for nearly 2 weeks. This was probaby the closest we come to a divorce in over 30 years of marriage. We had our ups and downs over the years but I had really done it this time. She actually called a friend in Arkansas and seriously thought about leaving. Lucky for me she didn't.
After a few weeks things kinda got back to normal around our house. She started talking to me again and I had gotten used riding the Sporty. Things were looking up.
One of the reasons I gave for justifying the Harley was to meet some friends. Oh yeah, I had friends at church but we really didn't do things together. I didn't have any friends outside of church, but that was probably my own fault. I figured with the Harley I would meet some other guys with Harleys and make some new friends. Someone to go riding with, hang out with, and we could be brothers. Boy was I mistaken.....
When I got home my wife wouldn't speak to me. In fact she didn't speak for nearly 2 weeks. This was probaby the closest we come to a divorce in over 30 years of marriage. We had our ups and downs over the years but I had really done it this time. She actually called a friend in Arkansas and seriously thought about leaving. Lucky for me she didn't.
After a few weeks things kinda got back to normal around our house. She started talking to me again and I had gotten used riding the Sporty. Things were looking up.
One of the reasons I gave for justifying the Harley was to meet some friends. Oh yeah, I had friends at church but we really didn't do things together. I didn't have any friends outside of church, but that was probably my own fault. I figured with the Harley I would meet some other guys with Harleys and make some new friends. Someone to go riding with, hang out with, and we could be brothers. Boy was I mistaken.....
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