Bikers Burned My House Down the Night Before the Bank Could Take It

the foreclosure, eight guys showed up at my door with pizza and beer and didn’t mention the bank once.

We just talked. Laughed. Ray sat in my wife’s chair like he always did.

At the door, leaving, Ray hugged me and said, “Whatever you need, Dale.”

I didn’t say anything. I just nodded.

Six days later, I found out what he meant by that.

I found out when I continue reading …