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"Remember, if it is meant to be it will
be. We do realize at times like
this we
question the whole thing, but God does
what is best for all."
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Friendship is a Golden
Chain, the links are friends
so dear,
and like a rare and precious
jewel, it's treasured more
each year.
It's clasped together firmly
with a love that's deep and
true,
and it's rich with happy
memories and fond
recollections, too.
Time can't destroy its
beauty, for, as long as
memory lives,
years can't erase the
pleasure that the joy of
friendship gives.
For friendship is a
priceless gift that can't be
bought or sold,
but to have an understanding
friends is worth far more
than gold.
And the Golden Chain of
Friendship is a strong and
blessed tie,
binding kindred hearts
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This Space Is
For Those Who Have Fallen And Those Who
Still Give ...
Death doesn't care about race or gender,
but neither does valour.
GOD BLESS OUR TROOPS!!
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Christy
Kilbourn
February 8, 1966 ~
September 8, 2005
You
can shed tears that I am gone,
Or you can smile because I
lived.
You can close your eyes and
pray that I will come back,
Or you can open your eyes and
see all that I have left.
Your heart can be empty
because you can't see me,
Or you can be full of the love
that we shared.
You can turn your back on
tomorrow and live yesterday,
Or you can be happy for
tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember me and only
that I am gone,
Or you can cherish my memory
and let it live on.
You can cry & close your mind,
be empty & turn your back,
Or you can do what I would
want...
... Smile ~ Open your eyes
~ Love ~ and Go On!
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No farewell words were spoken,
No time to say goodbye,
You were gone before we knew it,
And only God knows why.
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Janice D. Lupo
July. 15, 1961 ~ Sept. 22, 2003
Janice lost her life on Sept. 22, 2003.
Her life was taken by a drunk driver
on Sept. 19, 2003. Janice celebrated
life and had a deep love of riding.
Janice's favorite charity was The Noah
Foundation to help injured or abandoned
animals.
I little knew that morning that God was
going to call your name,
In life I loved you dearly, in death I
do the same.
It broke my heart to lose you, you did
not go alone,
for part of me went with you, the day
God called you home.
You left me peaceful memories, your love
is still my guide,
and though I cannot see you, you are
always at my side.
Our family chain is broken and nothing
seems the same,
but as God calls us home one by one, the
Chain will link again.
At the bottom of Memorial Page is a
dedication for all who remain...
"I HOPE YOU DANCE" by LeAnne Womack
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Fat Cat" Daniel Lee Heeter
August
24, 1948 ~ April 16,
2005
Fat Cat was a Harley Davidson rider
and involved with his friends in
many poker runs for charity.
He was a generous person with a
great sense of humor who loved his
family, friends and life.
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Mark David "Zach" Zacharias
April
11, 1962 ~ April
20, 2005
Zach went to be with his
Lord and his late father,
Richard, on Wednesday, April
20, 2005 from injuries
sustained in a motorcycle
accident. His passion was
riding and working on
Harley-Davidson motorcycles.
He was one of our mechanics
here at B & M Custom
Cycles... we miss him!
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Kimberly
Paige Kirkpatrick
September 30, 1968 ~
June 11, 2002
Everyone Kim knew, she touched them
with her Magic and won them
with her heart! Let us keep her
Magical Spirit Alive by not
forgetting the affect she had on our
lives as a Daughter, Sister, Mother
and Special Friend!
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Steve
(WOLF) Estes
December 1, 1955 ~ May
6, 2006
Steve's top priority was taking
care of his immediate family and
close friends. Steve felt that all
we really have in this world is each
other. Steve lived life to the
fullest and enjoyed the most of it.
The only measurement of a Life’s
Journey is what you leave behind and
Steve left a great family and a
multitude of caring friends whose
lives he touched in his own special
way.
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Greg
Faulk
My body is gone but I'm always near,
I'm everything you feel, see or
hear.
My spirit is free, but I'll never
depart
as long as you keep me alive in your
heart.
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F ' N DONNIE
~ 2001 ~
Keep my
memory with you, For memories never
die.
I will be there with you, When you
look across the sky.
I will always be with you, I will
never go away.
For I will live on in your hearts,
Forever and a day.
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Rest in Peace "Indian Larry" Desmedt
April
28, 1949 ~ August 30,
2004
Larry
Desmedt, a legendary custom
motorcycle builder and stunt rider
who went by the name 'Indian Larry'
died on August 30, 2004 of severe
head injuries he sustained in an
accident. He was 55.
Indian Larry was performing one of
his signature stunts during the
Liquid Steel Classic and Custom Bike
Series in Concord, N.C. He was
standing on the seat when suddenly
the motorcycle began to wobble.
Unable to maintain his balance,
Indian Larry fell off the bike
before it crashed.
... but he was doing what he loved.
Rest in peace, my friend... OUR
friend. I wish we would have had the
chance to say "goodbye."
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Hello,
I am author Paul Winchester of the
new novel 'Red Fire Black Death' a
mystery and also a biker.
Someone sent me your memorials it
brought tears to my heart as I lost
my brother back in 1973 on a bike.
I read all the portraits on your
friends and thought to myself, that
was a great thing to do to remember
your fallen friends. It made me cry
but also let me remember all the
good times I had with my brother.
Thanks for the memories.
In Time,
Paul Winchester
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When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little -- but not for long,
And not with your head bowed low,
Remember the love that we once shared
Miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take,
And each must go alone, It's all a part
of the Master's plan,
A step on the road to home.
So when you're lonely and sick at heart,
Go to the friends we know, Bury your
sorrows in doing good deeds,
Miss me... but let me go.
A dedication from
JANICE LUPO
for all who remain ~
I hope you never lose your sense of
wonder,
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger,
May you never take a single breath for
granted,
God forbid love ever leave you empty
handed,
I hope you still feel small
When you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more
opens,
Promise me, that you'll give faith a
fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it
out or dance
I hope you dance . I hope you dance
I hope you never fear those mountains
in the distance,
Never settle for the path of least
resistance,
Living might mean taking chances
But they are worth taking,
Loving might be a mistake
But it's worth making,
Don't let some hell bent heart leave you
bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider,
Give the heavens above more
Than just a passing glance,
And when you get the choice to sit it
out or dance
I hope you dance . I hope you dance
I hope you still feel small
When you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more
opens,
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting
chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it
out or dance
I hope you dance . I hope you dance
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