A FALLEN RIDER

A Brother and Friend has fallen.  As with most free willed spirits, Fallen BCS Members carried a lot of dreams for others around them.  We were so blessed, they chose the mission of the BCS, as one of those dreams.  These Plankowner’s and Graverider’s, helped make every event a success. They are, and always will be, Family.  We shared the bond from the passion of placing flags or riding the final mission of a veteran.  Handlebar to handlebar, side by side, complete trust of ability and skill, no matter how narrow the road became, there was always plenty of room to ride.  Cherished is that memory of true dedication and devotion.  They wore their colors proud, through rain or shine.  Their example showed leadership and discipline.   The silent sound of his duals will fill our rides with sadness.  A tribute to one of our own, we all will find that moment of solitude in remembrance.  A tear will fall once again on the gas tank, as the Flag waves and pops in the wind.  If the heavens didn’t understand the mission of the Blank Check Society, we have no doubts, they soon shall.   "LET'S RIDE"