Memorial to Fallen Riders...

yesterday I attended
what started out to be a memorial ride
for a brother we lost 8/14/05
Eric "Lucky" Eytcheson

however on 8/25/06 we lost another brother
Jeff "Muttley" Pritchett

so
yesterday approximately 95 motorcycles
with approximately 150 people showed up
to pay respects to our lost brothers and their families

it was possibly one of the most moving events of my life....

I watched as the wife and family of the man that we lost last year
stopped by the side of the highway to pay respects to and leave flowers with the wife and the family of the man we lost this week

and then all of the riders
one by one
stopped and paid respect
in the form of flowers
to the wife and family
of the man we lost
this week

words failed me then
and they fail me now...

we went on to the home of one of our members
and had a BBQ and some reminiscing of our lost brothers
and then we had a little praying and speechifying
and then we left to come home

one thought remains in my mind...

after a day like yesterday...

How?

how can anyone have any question about the caliber of people we ride with?
how can anyone not know that at the end of the day we are all the same...
in some way shape or form?

and how can we not commit to each other
to endeavor to not place anyone else's name
on that memorial list?

How?