When I went to visit my family up in my home country of northern Wisconsin, my brother paid me a visit. He drove to the cabin on a motorcycle.
His enthusiasm for his motorcycle was “catchy.” I had a few photos of it taken.
Back at the farm I have had a little time to put the images on paper. I know that there are many folks who share an interest in the motorcycle of today. I thought that they might like a few cards bearing in its likeness.
Before my Dad died, I heard him say to my brother about his motorcycle riding, “Do it for the Lord.”