With a sad heart, I bid farewell to my favorite uncle. My Uncle Jake passed over to rider’s heaven this morning after a prolonged illness and disability.
Uncle Jake is the reason I ride. A very long time ago when I was almost 6, he came to visit us. After he arrived at our house on his Harley dresser, I begged and begged for a ride. Finally, my mother gave in and Uncle Jake introduced me to the seduction of motorcycling. Uncle Jake rode for pleasure and he was also a motor officer. Of the many assignments over his police career, that was his favorite. Now that I ride I understand why.
Not long after Pearl came into my life, we rode over to visit Uncle Jake so he could see the fulfillment of that dream sparked so many years ago. Growing up, I told him frequently that someday I would get my own Harley and ride too. I’m not sure he really believed me. The look on his face when I pulled into their driveway that day is the way I will remember him always. Physical disabilities ended his motorcycle riding many years ago, but somehow when I was there with Pearl, it was like our first ride…
Rest in peace Uncle Jake. I love you.
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Kathy:
I am saddened that you have lost someone close to you and especially since he introduced you to the freedom of 2 wheeled transport. He must have been proud to see you on Pearl for the first time thinking that he influenced you in some manner and also knowing that he would be forever unable to enjoy this passion, but would live to ride through your experiences.
I’m thinking that I don’t have an Uncle Jake. There is no one in our family that ride, nor do I have close friends that ride. Many have the dream but do not follow through with action. It’s always, if . . .
I think that he is still looking out for you from above
bob
bobskoot: wet coast scootin
kathy, my deepest sympathy. take comfort in knowing that you will continue to ride in his wind, and that you’ll have this special guardian angel always with you.
happy thanksgiving to you and yours. ride safe and enjoy my friend.
Sorry to hear of your Uncle. Never good. My influance was the grandfolks who found this very farm I live on in 1916 riding a Harley.
Condolences.
Would you consider publishing a post with a small biography?
A tribute to Uncle Jake that will live as long as you are on the web.
kathy, we havent heard from you in awhile. i hope that all is well!!
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