Marceline Donaldson

It’s my GRANDMOTHER?  

At age 15 I took my first and, until now, last ride on a motorcycle after Church one Sunday when a friend offered me a ride on his Harley.  My grandmother heard about it before I returned from a ride around the block and that was the end of my motorcycle career.

She must have put a great fear in me because I didn’t even think of riding a motorcycle until recently when we had two guests – a mother and daughter – who are great Harley fans and ride frequently.  So, of course, I have to try this – my grandmother died twenty years ago.  More later as my experience grows!!!!!