After 50 Proud Years on the Road, I Was Laughed At by Young Bikers When I Fell — But What They Did Next Forced Me Into an Unexpected and Painful Retirement

“So what are you going to do?” Tommy finally asked.

“Something stupid,” I admitted. “Something to remind them what this life used to be about.”

Tommy sighed. “You still riding that old Heritage?”

“Until they pry it from my cold, dead hands.”

“Then you’d better come see me first. I’ve got something that might help your knees.”