A couple of weeks ago I was asked if I'd be willing to give a disabled vet a ride in the sidecar. The ride would be in the local Memorial Day Parade. I didn't hesitate. This a pic my wife took of Roger and I.
I've known Roger almost twenty years. Ex-Marine, Vietnam Vet and owner of the local bakery. Over the last three years I have seen his health deteriorate to the point that he can hardly walk. He is very involved in the VFW, where he is a past commander. The parade is very important to him and this was the first year that he knew he wasn't up to marching. When he learned that I volunteered the Ural, he was the first to ask for the co-pilot seat. So I obliged him.
The parade went well, though I had to slip the clutch a lot. Going to have talk to whoever routed the last 300 yards of the parade uphill on a fairly warm day. We got to the end and as I helped Roger get out of the sidecar, he hugged me and said he owed me big time. He doesn't owe me anything, it's the other way around.