Last night I lost one of my dear friends who I'd known since we were 8. Pat had been fighting throat, and later lung cancer. He'd been in remission several times and we all thought he'd kicked it in the butt. Unfortunately his body got tired of fighting and he got tired of the pain. Monday he had Hospice take over his care at home and with the help of morphine, he quietly fell into a deep sleep yesterday.
Several of you got to meet him when he rode with us to Sedalia for the first RAA. He rode several times with the KC riders and was my token Hardley buddy. I'll miss his kidding, quick wit, funny sayings and true friendship!