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anything outdoors bike riding,car shows,camping,fishing,hiking,boating,canoeing, hunting,fishing,bike nights,
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To the Ladies of B.O.N. May your day be filled with warmth, a shinning rainbow of hope with white clouds of Dreams the sweet smell of fresh air, May your day be filled with love,joy and Happiness untroubled and serene, may your eyes always see the sunrise over the mountians, May the soft and tender touch of the last dance be followed by the gentle whisper that takes your breath away.
written by yours truly to all of you.
A wish for you Comfort on difficult days when the sadness intrudes, Rainbows to follow the clouds, Laughter to kiss your lips, Sunsets to warm your heart, Gentle hugs when spirits sag, Friendships to brighten your being, Beauty for your eyes to see, confidence for when you doubt, Faith so that you can believe, Courage to know yourself, Patience to accept the truth, And Love to complete your life, You are all special,unique and priceless, One of a kind and you are All MY Friends Thank You!!
I rose this morning the air was cool but still you could feel the heat that would follow the rising Sun. I set with my coffee in hand and watched as the rising Sun displayed its colors. I could only feel that something was missing! Then the heat from the Sun pushed the last coolness of the morning air bye and the feeling pasted. As the day moved on the heat became overwhelming. I found myself feeling a soft touch of coolness in the air as I approched one of my favroite places. I removed my boots and steped into the cool waters of the stream that flows with a soft whisper. I watched as the sparkling of the water flowed over the gravel bottem of the stream. I then once again felt that something was missing. The Sun is starting to set now and as the painted sky displays its colors a coolness returns but once again that feeling something is missing!Then as the darkness starts to push the light away a single rumble in the distance and a dampness joins the the coolness of the night air. Then a display of light brings a soft rain and as I close my eyes I can here the soft tapping of the rain on the roof. Again something was missing! I laid down next to an open window so I could feel the cool nite air and then a flash of light followed bye the thunder and rain quciken as the drops begain to splash on the window cell and I could feel the mist as it touches my face. But then again that feeling that something was missing. "YOU" written bye D.C 7/14/09
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one should not have to give more then they receive,nor should they expect to receive more then they give. by me
If only to Live a life that matters
Ready or not some day it will all come to and end. There will be no more sunrises,No minutes,hours or days. All the things you collected,whether treasured or forgotten will pass to someone else. Your wealth,fame and temproal power will shrivel to irrelevance. It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed. Your grudges,resentments,frustrations,and jealousies will finally disappear. So,too,your hopes,ambitions,plans,and to-do lists will expire. The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away. It won't matter where you came from or on what side of the tracks you lived,at the end. It won't matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant. Even your gender and skin color will be irrelevant. So what will matter? How will the value of your days be measured? What will matter is not what you bought,But what you built,not what you got,but what you gave? What will matter is not your success,but your significance. What will matter is not what you learned,but what you taught. What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion,courage or sacrifice that enriched, empowered or encouraged other to emulate your example. What will matter is not your competence,but your charcter. What will matter is not how many people you knew,but how many will feel a lasting loss when you're gone. What will matter is not your memories,but the memories that live in those who loved you. What will matter is how long,you will be remember by whom and for what. Living a life that matters doesn't happen by accident. Its not a matter of circumstance but of choice. So remember when living life,and making choices that involves your love ones remember. Choose to live a life that matters
United States Marine
In a crowd you're bound to spot him, He's standing so very tall, Not too much impresses him; He's seen and done it all. His hair is short,his eyes are sharp, But his smile's a little blue. It's the only indication Of all the Hell that he's gone through. He belongs to a sacerd brotherhood' Always Faithful 'til the end. He walked right into battle, and walked back out again. Many people think him foolish for having no regrets About having lived through many times Others would forget. He's the first to go and the last to know, But never questions why, On weather it's is right or wrong. But only to do or die. he walks a path that most won't take and has lost much along the way, But he think a lot of freedom, Its a small price to pay. Yes, He has chosen to live a life off the beaten track. Knowing well each time he's called' He might not make it back. so, next time you see a Deivil Dog Standing proud and true, Be greatful for all he's given; He's given it for you. Don't go up and ask him what's it's like to be in War; Just thank God that its your Country He's always fighting for. And thank him too for the Hell He's seen in his shade of green, Thanks him for having the guts To be a United States Marine.
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About Me:
semi retired,member ABATE,State an Federaly Lic.TaxidermistAre you an Old School Biker Your Result: You are old school You are a part of the true biker community. You probably understand the meaning of brotherhood and look after those you ride with as family. Ride Hard - Die Free is not just a fancy patch you bought at a bike rally. You probably ride your bike to Bike Week no matter how far it is. Bikers like you are hard to come by. Keep the shiny side up. You are new school Are you an Old School BikerQuiz Created on GoToQuiz
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