200 Bikers Rebuilt a Widow’s Destroyed Home in 72 Hours and Left Without a Word

never been in a biker bar in his life.

A woman at the bar looked me over. She was maybe fifty. Strong build. Leather vest with patches.

“Help you?” she asked.

“I’m looking for someone. I don’t know who exactly. My name is Brian Patterson. My mother is Dorothy Patterson. Three weeks ago, about two hundred people from your club rebuilt her house after a continue reading …