My Dad passed in 2006 before I was able to get another bike. I've always wished he could have seen my bike because he loved Harleys in his younger days. So I was determined to at least get a picture of my Mom on my bike with me. She's 91 years old and getting weaker and weaker as the years pass. So Christmas day I was finally able to talk her into it, with the stipulation that she didn't want to ride, just sit on it for the picture. After several photos, including this one where she's flashing the peace sign (at the insistence of all the family that was gathered), I started the bike like I was going to take off. I got hit! LOL Anyway, thought I'd share this pic of my Mom and I on my bike.

 

Damn, that is awesome!

 

Great story, and cool pic. Thanks for sharing!

 

That's terrific! Sounds like Mom hasn't lost her "touch" with you either!!

 

Nice pic!

 

Fantastic, my friend! That's a picture you'll chairish the rest of your life!!

 

Great pic and story!

 

Thats great. I took my dad for a 45 minute ride, the first of his life when he was 98. He loved every minute of it. He's 102 today and still going strong

 

sweet!!

same deal for me, but was taking all kids for ride at family re-union, and my aunt jumped on, she passed soon after.

good times!

 

Very nice. Treasure these times.

I took my mom for a ride when I got my Blackline and she loved it. It was almost 3 years ago and her last ride. She's 95 and in a nursing home now.