On Prom Night, an elderly biker showed my son how to shave in a gas station restroom.
An elderly biker at a Marathon station called my son by name on prom night. I had never encountered this man before, nor had my son. You should know something about me first. My husband Danny passed away on his motorcycle eight years ago, just three miles from our home. Eli was only 9. He…
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