Biker Brotherhood Alive And Well
I remember as a young Biker around 15 to 16 years old, Going to Biker Parties with my Father “Pappy”. I didn’t have a Motorcycle License yet and I would ride on the back of his. I think back often to these events and as I look back now threw the eyes of a person a bit older and hopefully a bit wiser. There are two different types of people that stand out at these events. I will call the first group the “Guests”, These are the people who would show up at parties pay their $5 to get in, Most of these people were good people who were there to have a good time,but of course there were always the ones there to just drink and eat as much as they could for their $5 .