Biker Collapsed in Front of My Store Shaking and Cops Told Me to Leave Him There

Club, thirty-eight years riding.

He told me all of this lying in a hospital bed with an IV in each arm.

“I’m sorry you got dragged into this,” he said. His voice was gravel. “I shouldn’t have pulled into your lot. I was trying to get to the state police barracks on Route 11. I felt it hit me on the road. I couldn’t see straight.”

“You don’t owe me an continue reading …