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  1. Scott says:

    Thanks. That was my last motorcycle, number 11. It started in 1957 at Charleston AFB, South Carolina. On this trip I’d ridden from Dallas to Springerville, Arizona, Dan came from Show Low, Arizona. The guy who snapped the picture had ridden from Oregon. We had the ashes of Joe, an old motorcycle friend. We left his ashes at Apache Creek, New Mexico, honoring his last wishes. There is much more to the story.

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