Record breaking day on a penny!

This time the picture was all about stocks, shares and oil. There was even a picture of an oil pump!

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I'm 52 now, riding a Harley for the last three, and I am caught by that same sense of melancholy as I rewind and play back the past riding season and think of how life has changed, and how I have changed with it. This is been the summer of rejuvination, of rekindling, and discovery. This was the year that my wife, my Harley, and I jelled. LOL This season she and I found new roads, new adventures, and new friends. In July she toured Scotland and England with her singing group and I took a round trip from Seattle to New Mexico. She braved new cultures and old traditions and I stared down a killer heat wave and monsoon conditions of the desert southwest. We partnered up on some memorable rides, some camping, and rides to meet strangers we now call friends who found us in Internet news groups. It has been memorable, fun and happy, and yet there is a tugging undertow that keeps drawing back at me. I've lost my big brother - not in the "fallen rider" sense, but in a heartfelt sense. He and I have lived near each other for years. He moved from SoCal to Oregon then to the Seattle area, I did the same. I bought a plane, he bought a plane. We flew some together, but not enough. I bought a Harley, he bought one, we rode some, did Sturgis together, but didn't get together enough. Possibly I thought he would always be there. But now he has moved from the area to south Reno and worse, has sold his Harley. I miss him. I miss the things we did, infrequent as they may have been. He is hail and hearty, to be sure, but he is too far away now, and it is hittin home how important it is to have close friends and family. I have that same feeling I had in the early 1970's - take care to appreciate each day, each friend, each loved one, and appreciate how each phase of life represents "The Good Old Days". How 'bout you all hoist one for my bro', dalep. He's doing the Jeep thing now, but I know he's still reading this group. dp

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