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.