Memories of a Bike, Straight Whiskey, and Father’s Day
Parts of the following Riepe’s Rampage were first run on my former blog — Twisted Roads — in 2008. This has become my standard Father’s Day message, as it evokes powerful memories of my dad, who was a husband, fireman, father, and friend. He was also a driving instructor, a mechanic, a plumber, a philosopher, a cook, and a carpenter. He died when he was 58, some 31 years ago. The most challenging moments I have ever had behind the wheel were when driving with a super...
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