I bought the above patch for my Vietnam Vet and gave it to him last week because that’s exactly how I feel about him and he said uh…oh that has A BAD WORD IN IT and silly me said WOT? I said did you look at that patch, it has your ribbon and I don’t consider Ass a bad word…I think it’s cool and so are you and he had to agree because even though I’m mature I don’t care what anyone says I’m still not senile…YET… even though I’m working on it.

After he looked at it he agreed it was pretty cool so he had it sewn on his vest when he went to the Harrisburg swap meet. He didn’t find anything worth buying for his bike though and said he wasted 15 dollars to get in and it even cost 8 dollars to park, I was aghast at the prices and it was suppose to be a big swap meet and it cost 10 dollars just to sew 2 small patches on… bunch of robbers. At least they didn’t get any money from me so that makes me feel better.

When we first got together it was fun going to all the different swap meets and motorcycle functions, but I soon found out if you’ve been to one then you’ve seen them all. So now I let Bill go with his son so they can have alone time and save money on my end because I don’t need to see all the parts and other junk they pull out for these events. I love riding with Bill and would gladly go any where with him and just wait in a coffee shop somewhere.

I have always enjoyed riding behind, but it was only in the past year that I really got the urge to learn to ride myself. I was really getting into the whole thing until my upset with my son then I put it on the back burner so to speak, but only for awhile. I intend to actually learn to ride my little Suzuki next year because this is my life and I’m not getting any younger and whatever happens everyone needs to experience everything they possibly can. I’ll end this now except to say my Vet can still kick ass.