When I went to visit my family up in my home country of northern Wisconsin, my brother paid me a visit.  He drove to the cabin on a motorcycle.

His enthusiasm for his motorcycle was “catchy.”  I had a few photos of it taken.

Back at the farm I have had a little time to put the images on paper.  I know that there are many folks who share an interest in the motorcycle of today.  I thought that they might like a few cards bearing in its likeness.

Before my Dad died, I heard him say to my brother about his motorcycle riding, “Do it for the Lord.”