Lost my big brother last week its been hard, lucky I got to see him the day before had a beer with him talked about going on a big ride to Port Dover and the next day got a phone call that he died, only 2 years older then me.
To those who lost some one they love its so hard life sucks some times.
They say theres a god and yet he takes some one we love thats good, if there is truly a god I can't understand why he doesn't take all the bad people that doesn't care about life.
His wife had his motorcycle at the funeral I thought was nice and asked how did she get it here she said one one his friends, she wanted to aske me but she thought I woudn't be in shape enough to ride it, mabe she was right and after his friend did a drive buy to sulute my brother and really got me upset thinking it should of been me on the bike it was my brother, but then again maybe she was right I would of got up set even more.
He love motorcycles and love going on rides, when he first seen my Rocket he said Holly ****
live just won't be the same with out him.
I'm sure a lot of you guys and woman have lost some one its so hard.