I spent a lot of time in the nation’s Capitol during our 23 years in Washington. A lot has changed over the years.
In the 2012 motorcycle accident that I refer to as “the great cow encounter” between my Harley Davidson Super Glide and a black steer on U.S. 221 on a dark Friday night, the “TBI” (traumatic brain injury) that occurred when my helmeted head struck the pavement has left me with memory problems and other impaired functions.
Spent Saturday in a meeting with others members of the Harley Owners Group, planning a rational rally that is expected to bring about 2,000 motorcycle riders to Roanoke in June and featuring rides that will bring those riders to Floyd County and surrounding areas for four days.
At age 67, my days still start at 0500, or 5 a.m. to those who measure time that way, with a routine of checking newspapers online at places where I have lived over the years. The first stops at each publication are the “obituaries” because, at 67, the chances are that someone I know will […]