I don't get very far into a motorcycle story that I don't think about Dad. He's been gone almost 14 years but my roots in motorcycling are his. The constant enthusiasm and support from him planted the seed. The evening of the day I lost him I wrote this poem called "Last Ride". If you hang around me just for the slightest bit you'll find music is my other passion. I was surfing the internet the other day and found a new tune by Jimmy Cornett and the Deadmen. It really hit home. Enjoy. I found Jimmy Cornett a short while back. He's an avid motorcyclist as you'll find by listening to his music. Nice that someone did a good job of touching on the subject of losing someone who was your riding partner.