Saturday, April 5, 2008
Motavation
Friday, January 25, 2008
Medjugorje Message of January 25, 2008
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
My First new Helmet since 1959
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
THIS IS MY MOM
This is my beloved Mother, who passed away, from this life into Heaven on January 1, 2008. This is also the birthday of my youngest son, who said it was the worst birthday he has had in the last 29 years. We all loved Mom but didn't call her enough and certainly didn't go see her enough. That part saddens me greatly. Remembering what a great lady she was and what she did for anyone in need, how she loved the world and God gives me a warm feeling all over.
She served in the Army in WW 2. She saved the lives of me, my sister Lucille, and my brother from a hotel fire in Pueblo, Colorado in the 1940's, plus the lives of 7 other children and adults who were guests in the same hotel.
Throughout the rest of her life, she was always there if anyone needed help. She would make clothes, coats, quilts and other things if it were needed by any family no matter the cause. If a family had a house fire or lost their home, she would do everything in her power to see that they would get what they need.
She lived through the great depression and really knew what it was like to do with out and she loved her family more than anything, even if we didn't feel like she did at times. Then again, what child doesn't think their parents don't love them?
I LOVE YOU, MOM, SAY HELLO TO JESUS, MARY AND JOSEPH FOR ME.
REST IN PEACE.
Monday, January 14, 2008
Hearing for House Bill 137 --Re-posted with permission from Bruce Arnold
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Do You Want to Save Daytona Bike Week ? ? ?
Friday, December 28, 2007
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
The Twelve Days of Christmas
Today, I found out.>From 1558 until 1829, Roman Catholics in England werenot permitted to practice their faith openly. Someoneduring that era wrote this carol as a catechism song for young Catholics. It has two levels of meaning: the surface meaning plus a hidden meaning known only to members of their church. Eachelement in the carol has a code word for a religious realitywhich the children could remember.
-The Partridge in a Pear tree was Jesus Christ.
-Two turtle doves were the Old and New Testaments.
-Three French hens stood for faith, hope and love.
-The four calling birds were the four gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke & John.
-The five golden rings recalled the Torah or Law, the first five books of the Old Testament.
-The six geese a-laying stood for the six days of creation.
-Seven swans a-swimming represented the sevenfold gifts of the Holy Spirit--Prophesy, Serving, Teaching, Exhortation, Contribution, Leadership, and Mercy.
-The eight maids a-milking were the eight beatitudes.
-Nine ladies dancing were the nine fruits of the Holy Spirit--Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulness, Gentleness, and Self Control.
-The ten lords a-leaping were the ten commandments.
-The eleven pipers piping stood for the eleven faithful disciples.
-The twelve drummers drumming symbolized the twelve points of belief in the Apostles' Creed.
So there is your history for today. This knowledge was shared with me and I found it interesting and enlightening and now I know how that strange song became a Christmas Carol...
Merry (Twelve Days of) Christmas Everyone.....
Saturday, December 8, 2007
Chrome Divas Christmas Party
Sunday, December 2, 2007

Chrome Divas are a ladies only motorcycle group, consisting of both riders and passengers and even some non-riding women who just love motorcycles and participating in charity functions. Originating in Tallahassee, Florida in 2002, Chrome Divas, a female motorcycle organization, was formed to provide a means of camaraderie, community participation, and a national link to all women who ride motorcycles and strive to be known as outstanding citizens in their communities with a preference to ride, have fun and share their talents and compassion in group effort. Chrome Divas are incorporated and has a trademark logo that identifies them as a female motorcycle organization. However, Chrome Divas do not wear colors and is not a "MC." Chrome Divas support many worthwhile causes; including breast cancer, Children’s Home Society, rape crisis center, Angel Flight, and juvenile diabetes to name a few. Diva fundraisers have raised hundreds of thousands of dollars for local charities, with more events on the horizon. Chrome Divas are indeed “on a roll” and rolling into Europe, Canada and parts unknown! Take a look at our site and if you think you might be Chrome Diva material ... make contact at http://www.chromedivas.com/ Check us out.
Saturday, December 1, 2007
Chrome Divas---Aren't We Great?

Friday, November 30, 2007
The Luminous Mysteries of the Rosary
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
A Different Kind kof Christmas Poem
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,Transforming the yard to a winter delight.The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,And I crept to the door just to see who was near.Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child."What are you doing?" I asked without fear,"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..To the window that danced with a warm fire's lightThen he sighed and he said "Its really all right, I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night." "It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,That separates you from the darkest of times.No one had to ask or beg or implore me,I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.My Gramps died at ' Pearl on a day in December,"Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ',And now it is my turn and so, here I am.I've not seen my own son in more than a while,But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,The red, white, and blue... an American flag.I can live through the cold and the being alone,Away from my family, my house and my home.I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,I can sleep in a foxhole wit h little to eat.I can carry the weight of killing another,Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..Who stand at the front against any and all,To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.""So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,Your family is waiting and I'll be all right.""But isn't there something I can do, at the least,"Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?It seems all too little for all that you've done,For being away from your wife and your son."Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,To stand your own watch, no matter how long.For when we come home, either standing or dead,To know you remember we fought and we bled.Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."PLEASE, Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our U.S.service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities. Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us.LCDR Jeff Giles, SC, USN30t h Naval Construc tion RegimentOIC, Logistics Cell OneAl Taqqadum , Iraq
Saturday, November 17, 2007
A Soldier's Last Words

Thursday, November 15, 2007

1. Four wheels move the body but two wheels move the soul2. Life may begin at 30, but it doesn't get real interesting until about 60 in a corner.3. If you wait, all that happens is... you get older.4. Saddlebags can never hold everything you want, but they can hold everything you need.5. Never be afraid to slow down.6. Riding faster than everyone else only guarantees you'll ride alone.7. If you don't ride in the rain, you don't ride.8. A bike on the road is worth two in the shed.9. Respect the person who has seen the dark side of motorcycling and lived.10. Some riders pick a destination and go... Real riders pick a direction and go.11. A good mechanic will let you watch without charging you for it.12. Sometimes, the best communication happens when you're on separate bikes.13. A friend is someone who'll get out of bed at 2 am to drive his pickup to the middle of nowhere to get you if you're bike breaks.14. Don't lead the ride if you don't know where you're going.15. Don't argue with an 18-wheeler.16. If you can't get it going with bungee cords and electrician' s tape, it's serious.17. If you ride like there's no tomorrow, there won't be.18. There are old riders. There are bold riders. But there aren̢۪t many old, bold riders.19. The best modifications cannot be seen from the outside.20. Only a biker knows why a dog sticks his head out of a car window.
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