It’s a five-year-old boy who falls asleep every night to the sound of parents humming like a motorcycle engine.
It’s a restored Harley waiting in storage for the day Emmett is old enough to understand what it means.
And it’s Jessica and Marcus, who tell everyone they meet: “Don’t judge the leather. Don’t judge the tattoos. Don’t judge the motorcycles. Because the man who saved our family was dying, and he wore all three. And he was the most beautiful human I’ve ever known.”
Dale thought he’d die alone, just another old biker.
Instead, he died holding a child who’d learned to trust again because of him.
And that child will carry his story forward, one humming lullaby at a time.
One motorcycle ride at a time.
One lesson at a time about what it really means to be a biker:
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