Evil Biker ping . . .
Honored that these are My People.
My only regret is that I did not meet them until it was far too late for me.
I talked to a giant of a man BACA member at the East Coast Sturgis meet last summer.
Told him my own story, thanked him profusely for what they do and let him know that the good they really do is far, *far* beyond what they think they do.
We hugged and cried a little.
Angels in leather.
God bless them all.
The ironic part of this is that I had to wait a while to speak to him, as he was deep in conversation with a group of Norsemen, who are heavily involved and supportive of BACA.
Imagine that.
/Honi soit qui mal y pense