Monday, September 24, 2012

I KNOW RIGHT - 3RD POST TODAY

Actually, this is a repost for a friend of mine.  This was something I read on her blog at TamsJewelry.  I happened to be at her blog because she had posted a quick blog to encourage others who read her blog to visit my shop at Handmade Artists.  She was also encouraging folks to visit another artist shop The Alchemists Vessel.  So you be sure that you do that OK.

BUT FIRST

Read the following post that everyone needs to see and be reminded of.  I live in the Daytona Beach, FL area, so this post truly hits home in this area.  We have two events every year for bikers and I am sure that at some point or another this beautiful artisan has been in our area.  We lose bikers every year because some (please excuse) dumbass, just simply believes that they have more rights to the highway than the bikers do.

Have I ever cut a biker off.  Yes I did and I was soooooo sorry, it was my fault and it made him mad but I apologized and went straight to the body shop and had my side view mirror replaced which had been knocked off my car.  Sometimes you just can't see the bikers without turning around.  Right, SO TURN AROUND.

OK, enough fussing. Please read and please remind others that we all have to share the road and some are smaller than others. Guess what they are not paying $60 to $100 to fill up now are they.  So whose the smarter.


THE BIKER

I saw you, hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line. But, you didn't see me, put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday. I saw you, pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk. But, you didn't see me, playing Santa at the local mall. I saw you, change your mind about going into the restaurant. But, you didn't see me, attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief. I saw you, roll up your window and shake your head when I rode by. But, you didn't see me, riding behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window. I saw you, frown at me when I smiled at your children. But, you didn't see me, when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless. I saw you, stare at my long hair. But, you didn't see me, and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love. I saw you, roll your eyes at our leather jackets and gloves. But, you didn't see me, and my brothers donate our old ones to those that had none. I saw you, look in fright at my tattoos. But, you didn't see me, cry as my children were born and have their name written over and in my heart. I saw you, change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere. But, you didn't see me, going home to be with my family. I saw you, complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be. But, you didn't see me, when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane. I saw you, yelling at your kids in the car. But, you didn't see me, pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe behind me. I saw you, reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road. But, you didn't see me, squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn. I saw you, race down the road in the rain. But, you didn't see me, get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date. I saw you, run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time. But, you didn't see me, trying to turn right. I saw you, cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in. But, you didn't see me, leave the road. I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to pass. But, you didn't see me. I wasn't there. I saw you, go home to your family. But, you didn't see me. Because, I died that day you cut me off. I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family. But, you didn't see me. Re-post this around in hopes that people will understand the biker community. If you don't re-post this, It sucks to be you. I hope you never loose someone that rides. EVEN IF YOU DON'T LIKE US, RESPECT OUR RIGHTS TO RIDE WHAT WE CHOOSE AND TAKE A FEW EXTRA SECONDS TO BE SURE WE'RE NOT IN 'YOUR' WAY - LIVE TO RIDE . . . . RIDE TO LIVE.

1 comment:

lisianblue Kris said...

I was in Daytona one year for bike week - it was pretty wild! I haven't been on a bike in about 12 years, but will always remember the feel of the wind in my face and the ability to see everything in a way you don't in cars, or even smelling those beautiful pine trees in a forest - a friend told me once, you have to ride like you are invisible to everyone else - they just don't see you! There is a reason some bikes are loud - it helps to be heard!
I'd also like to encourage people to watch out for pedestrians - I came too close to loosing my daughter and grand daughter last spring. Not to mention how many times I've had to jump out of the way of a car!
Thanks for posting this!!!!