I just spent 12 hours driving back from my old hometown to attend the memorial service of my old school friend, Duck. We all got caught up in the early 70s bike boom, and decided we had to make a trip, so we decided to tour from NE Alabama to NW Florida. My mom made this picture as we were about to mount up. T-shirts, cutoff Wranglers, and Converse tennies was our kit. This is July 1973. Im on the left, Duck is in the center, and Victor on the right. Please note the absence of any water bottles or common sense.

Victor and I visited Duck in September, after he had gone under Hospice care. He stated that ride was one of the highlights of his life. We all agreed, and Duck insisted to his wife that this picture be included at his memorial service. I love this picture because it shows three young guys

with their whole lives ahead of them. Also, two weeks before this picture I had the first date with my wife. I still have the wife (AND the bike!)

As the risk of being too sentimental,, I post this image as a memorial to Duck. Godspeed, my old friend