OpED by: Biker Trash

I was talking with a brother one day and he said he had a phobia.  His phobia was a fear of missing out.  He loved going out to as much as he could and experiencing everything the Club had to offer good or bad.  Because these were memories; not someone else’s stories.  Brotherhoods are built off memories, experiences, and trials.  I had to admit a bit of the same truth be told.  Because whatever we face as a Club; I want to be there for.  Another Brother once said; “I only care who’s here and who’s not.”  And there is nothing like knowing your Brothers will be there.  This life is to be experienced; not heard in stories.