No Smooth-Soled Boots for the Motorcycle Ride

Jeans4Yay, it’s “dress down Friday,” where men in my office wear denim jeans and informal shirts. No jackets or ties. (Especially “yay” for that!) Even BCO wears dressy jeans and I think we’ve convinced him to ditch the jacket, especially since The Big Cheese doesn’t wear one.

As I was dressing this morning, I looked at my Lucchese Peat Elephant boots and thought …
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Bug-Free?

My spouse is such a trooper. He has been struggling with the long-term damage to his joints as a result of the toxic effects of a tick-borne infection that lasted more than three years.

The spouse has been in remission — that is, without symptoms — of the illness for more than a year now. But is he bug-free?
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Motorcycle Commute–A Full Week in Winter

Snow2016postaGreetings from the (virtual) seat of my Harley! All this week, we have had an exceptional warm spell that has dissipated all signs of the cold, snowy winter that we had. Imagine, just seven weeks ago, photo right, is what we were dealing with.

This whole week, while technically still during astronomical winter, we have had Spring. And where have my boots, leathers, and butt been?
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If I Had One Choice: Boots, Leather, or My Harley

Website02212015A friend of mine asked me, “if you had to make one choice… boots, leather, or your Harley,” which would it be?

As my website says, I’m a guy into boots, leather, and Harley(s). (I really only have one motorcycle, but that’s beside the point.)

So if I absolutely had to make a choice of one of these avocations, which would it be?
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Dad

rp_Dad.jpgToday, March 4, is my father’s birthday. He was born 105 years ago. I only knew him for 12 years of my life, but with all the stories from family and interactions with his colleagues where he worked, I feel as if I know him more than my childhood recollections.

My Dad was an incredible person and contributed a lasting legacy that everyone in modern-day Europe is benefiting from. Yep, my Dad was…
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