Don't know where else to vent a little. No one here in California knew him. I lost a good brother from my days with the MMMC in Maine today. Skip. A good bro, good father and good husband died about 10AM EST from brain cancer. Skip was a hard ridin, hard partyin SOB who could go toe to toe with anyone out there and still be all the things society expected him to be. He truly knew how to live by our motto of " work when you have to, quit when you can, drink when you're thirsty, whoop when you're high, love a good woman, ride till you die.
My old Sgt at Arms and one of my closest friends in the world Bad Bob talked to Skip last night and neither of us is left with any understanding of the life process. I know my new friend JR would consel me that it is not for me to understand in this life, but it still hurts. Hurts real bad.

Vaya con Dios Skip- - - see you on the other side