I saw you, hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line. But, you didn't see me, put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.

I saw you, pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk. But, you didn't see me, playing Santa at the local mall.

I saw you, change your mind about going into the restaurant. But, you didn't see me, attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief.

I saw you, roll up your window and shake your head when I rode by. But, you didn't see me, riding behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window.

I saw you, frown at me when I smiled at your children. But, you didn't see me, when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.

I saw you, stare at my long hair. But, you didn't see me, and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.

I saw you, roll your eyes at our leather jackets and gloves. But, you didn't see me, and my brothers donate our old ones to those that had none.

I saw you, look in fright at my tattoos. But, you didn't see me, cry as my children were born and have their name written over and in my heart.

I saw you, change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere. But, you didn't see me, going home to be with my family.

I saw you, complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be. But, you didn't see me, when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.

I saw you, yelling at your kids in the car. But, you didn't see me, pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe behind me.

I saw you, reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road. But, you didn't see me, squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn.

I saw you, race down the road in the rain. But, you didn't see me, get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date.

I saw you, run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time. But, you didn't see me, trying to turn right.

I saw you, cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in. But, you didn't see me, leave the road.

I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to pass. But, you didn't see me. I wasn't there.

I saw you, go home to your family. But, you didn't see me. Because, I died that day you cut me off.

I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family. But, you didn't see me.

Re-post this around in hopes that people will understand the biker community. If you don't re-post this, It sucks to be you. I hope you never loose someone that rides. EVEN IF YOU DON'T LIKE US, RESPECT OUR RIGHTS TO RIDE WHAT WE CHOOSE AND TAKE A FEW EXTRA SECONDS TO BE SURE WE'RE NOT IN 'YOUR' WAY.


PLEASE be aware of bikers. These men/women are not just bikers, they are someone's FAMILY!! My Fiance, FIL, and so many of our friends are always aware of you, please be aware of them.

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Mar. 29, 2009 at 3:31 AM

This has always brought tears to my eyes.  I grew up in the "lifestyle" & we have lost way to many brothers & sisters due to complete disrespect.


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Mar. 29, 2009 at 10:31 PM

Thanks for posting this Sweetie!!!

We get a lot of this when we do our yearly Christmas and Easter Poker Runs!!! There are many of us bikers who get judged by our long hair , our leather , and our tattoo's...

You can NOT judge a book by it's cover , which so many do....Very one sided and sad...BUT we are now used to it and we ignore ignorance...!!!

I have seen this post a million times and enjoy seeing it go around every single time someone takes the time to post it...

(((HUGS))) And.....THANK YOU !!! : )

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Mar. 30, 2009 at 8:54 AM

I love this story my husband has 2 bikes andrides all the time. Bikers are the friendliest people around Have you ever noticed if you pass them on a bike and you are on one they wave.. they are great people

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Mar. 30, 2009 at 9:15 AM

   When we lived in England there was a commercial on TV.  I still think of it often.  Think Once, Think Twice, Think Bike

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Mar. 30, 2009 at 10:25 AM

Great post!!! We will get a bike when we retire...LOL Really we hope way sooner! Thanks for spreading awareness!!

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Mar. 30, 2009 at 11:00 AM

It kills me that this even has to be an issue.  Please God, people look around you when you are driving...you're not the only one on the freaking road!

Thanks for this post!


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Mar. 30, 2009 at 11:04 AM

I honestly didn't know that such prejudice against bikers existed...atleast didn't know it could be that bad.

I am not a very trusting person. I don't trust anyone if I don't know them. I don't care if they are a 30 year old suburban mother or a 20 year old dressed like a thug. I trust you both the same. I don't!!!

In my experiences though, I have found that those people that others fear so much like the "biker" "gangster" (they usually are not gangsters!) or the "bum" are the ones that are so many times "good"!!! We all need to stop judging just by how someone looks or what they do in there free time. I have been screwed over and taken advantage of by your "typical" looking person so many times!

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Mar. 30, 2009 at 11:05 AM

My in laws are bikers :)

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Mar. 30, 2009 at 11:06 AM

i think this applies to alot of people...dont judge a book.ever...when it comes to anyone that is so called different.they dont know.nor do they want to know.ignorance.biker chicks rock..i would love to be one.they always look so sexy.(i am a 50 yr old grandma...)but ya its cool.even biker men,ive seen them up in laconia..hot

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