We were on a ride one day, just cruising along, when Joe comes zipping by on my left, and with that big smile of his, and a simple hand gesture, he told me how I was number one in his life. A bit later, and so not to be outdone, I passed him and with the same gesture, told him how he was number one in my life too. After we stopped, we had a good laugh about it and a hug and these are the memories I have of Chicken Joe. There was always laughter. We were always happy to see each other. He always greeted me with a smile and a hug. We had great conversations and I believe he truly loved the B.A.C.A. mission. I considered him a Brother. Those who know me, know how serious I am in that regard and I don't use that term lightly. I will miss you Brother. Ride In Peace and wherever you are, continue being that obstacle...
L&R, Monkey.