Rusty Moser is a good friend of mine, and we have stayed in contact all these years. We met in 1989 at Clifton, and have been friends ever since. Over the Thanksgiving holiday, Rusty came to vist his sister he stopped by the house on his motorcycle. If you know Brayden that is something he has wanted to do for a long time. They happened to be at my moms, so Rusty and I got on the bike and rode down to my moms. First, thing out of her mouth was "Where are your helmets?" "What are you teaching the kids." If you know me, and Rusty, we were always getting into trouble. So the kids came busting out of the house and wanted to get on. Brayden asked for a ride, and Nonnie freaked. Buuuttt, I said later, we went down to my house and got his helmet, and off he went. All he's talked about is when can he ride again? Here are some shots of Uncle Rusty and the kids.
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