Memorial Day...

Remember those who gave their lives so that we can do things that they can't do in other countries...like chop and ride motorcycles wherever we want.

My grandfather, Posey Crisp, proudly served in WWII. I remember when I was a kid he'd talk shit to me in Italian. He was a tough old farmer and body man for a local dealership in Andrews, NC. He died about 9 years ago, but luckily, when I was a freshman in college, I got to hear his stories for a paper I had to write in English 101. Godspeed Pepaw.