• Posted on 21 Dec 19:27
  • By Don West

“Hey shrimp! Ever seen a Harley Davidson?”     Those were the first words my grandad ever told me.  I was 6 and life had dealt me a pretty crappy hand. I don’t remember much about that day. Something had happened to my parents and I was at the social services building waiting for…well, I have no clue to be honest. What I do remember was this big biker dude just coming in like he owned the place. He bent down on his knees and said those words.  That was the day I met gramps.     Growing up was an adventure. Gramps had a rough look and people were often scared. Truth is, he was about the nic...

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