Current status: 43, divorced with a super- smart 18 yr old Type 1 diabetic daughter who is about to head off to college. (most likely Mary Washington University) She left her useless mother's house a while back and lives with me. Been with the same woman since right after the separation- we tie the knot on May 2nd after 5 years. That will gain me a 23 yr old stepdaughter. (I've actually known them both since 1998)
Born in Lewiston, Maine. Lived in Auburn until about age 9. Dragged out of my house into some ghetto in Richmond, Va. Hated it. 1 move later into a borderline ghetto- I was done. (my mother and I have never been close- we still aren't despite both living in Richmond) Moved back to go live with Dad in Greene, Maine and that's where I stayed until military service in 1990. While on active duty- I spent weekend at my mother's place often during that time. (We could get along for a couple days at a time) Met my first wife in the last few months of service, ended up staying in Richmond for that and economic reasons. Maine has a bit of a rough economy anyway due to climate. Throw in Maine's historically liberal mindset- this resulted in many employers either dying or leaving the state. Just not a lot there.
Had my first very own dirt bike in 83, so I was 12 at that point. Far prior to that- Dad had me on his bikes since before I can remember. I couldn't tell you about my first ride if I had to. It was probably his 1975-ish honda dirtbike with the British racing green paint job. We bombed around on that thing in the fields that eventually became the Auburn Mall. He sat me on the front often and taught me the controls in the order that I was physically able to reach them. Clutch and throttle, then phased in "mock shifting". (I couldn't yet reach it) Then evolving to full control, but unable to actually hold up the bike. Then of course taking full charge of it.
I think the first real, full size street bike I took full control of- he was 100% passenger - was the 84(?) Honda CBX SS. (yes- the 6 cylinder) I could be 1 bike off, but I just don't recall if I rode the 1980-ish Yamaha XS 1100 all on my own or not.. I did control that bike myself, but I don't think he believed I was ready to hold it up in any situation on my own. I remember him sliding back and forth on the seat as we stopped and took off.
Worked a couple piss-ant jobs before getting into the car biz in 1995. Made good money for a good while, but that business just devolved into a disaster after 9/11. It's all about the management and owners getting paid- not you. EX wife didn't appreciate not having a couple grand a month for her to blow on herself- so separated from her and the car biz in 2010. I now work at Suntrust Mortgage HQ here in Richmond, VA doing what's called Loss Mitigation. Manager for a while, but got out of that when some pending cuts would have likely eliminated that position, and went back to being a regular workabee. So now I analyze the finances of distressed homeowners and decide if the bank will assist with keeping or liquidating their properties, or if they just need to be foreclosed.
That first marriage triggered a motorcycle drought in my life. Got my license (again) in 2008, but I had no financial ability to buy, and very little access otherwise from basically 1994 to 2013. Then one day (9/19) my father showed up and announced that "we were going to buy a bike tomorrow". And we did. Took the 14 Judge home on 9/20/13. We planned on buying a 2009 (I think) Vegas up in Maryland, but quite frankly- the seller was completely delirious. I ended up with a brand new 14 Judge for $3k more.
2014 Judge(Havasu Red) PC-V - ATS(+4) - RPW Boom Sticks - HOHVM1-DR cams - Torque Tubes (dyno sheet) 1/4 turn throttle - OPT7 LED headlight kit - OEM bags, backrest, and W/S
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