I've messed around with my blog layout, and as you can see, I've added a picture to my title bar. This picture was the advertisement for the 2004 Kansas City Bikers for Babies March of Dimes event, and Corey is the boy in the middle with the blue hat.
Corey was the 'poster boy' for this event, and somehow Ken and I, with Corey in tow, were deemed worthy to give a speech to thousands of bikers and tell Corey's story on live TV. Sadly, Ken froze up and I ended up having to do all of the talking. Regardless, the bikers were the REAL stars of the day, raising record amounts of money for the March of Dimes and entertaining fans who lined up along the highways for miles to watch the huge ride.
PS - Thanks, Mom, for getting the picture formatted!
9 comments:
Like the way you used your THUNDER.
Now might be a good time to tell people that the 10 seater motorcycle is real and it was there that day.
Yea, what she said. ;)
Although the babies were superimposed onto it for this picture.
The bike is called the Anaconda and it's huge.
Remember? When they asked if they could use Corey as one of the kids for the poster? All these children needed to be able to sit on something long enough to get a picture they could super impose for it. Back then, you weren't sure Corey could sit up on anything long enough.
Look at him now. If we had only known then what we know now !!
Although he does still fall off of chairs (and everything else) for no apparent reason.
I'm thinking it's due to either:
A) Cerebal Palsy,
B) poor vision which causes him to lose balance or
C) that funny gene that Aunt Kels, Aunt Shannon and Mommy have which causes us to wipe out on a regular basis.
Before this event, Which I thoroughly enjoyed, I used to think bikers were a bunch of bad guys. Like the hells angels or hells angels wannabees. Was I ever wrong!!! These bikers belong to biking clubs all over the United States and do more charity work than anyone can imagine. I talked with several of them that day. They come from all walks of life. No matter how they were dressed or how many tatoos they had they all had one thing in common. They loved these kids they were raising funds for. I remember them dumping a G.I. duffle bag full of donated money for the March of Dimes, and that was just a fraction of what they raised for that occasion. I personally dont know how to ride a motercycle. I never could learn. Probably some of you dont know that my Dad, Coreys great grandpa had a motorcycle when he was young. It was called a Flying Merkel, Made by Harley Davidson. He told me that after it threw him off the thirt time he gave it to his brother. Gave it to him, I asked? Well I sold it to him so cheap I might as well have given it to him he said. Any way I have a lot of respect for bikers and the Freedom Riders from the American Legion that attend Veteran's funerals in Nebraska are another fine bunch of bikers.
Old Irish
I think it's the funny gene! Better not let him near a bike with no brakes on a big hill!!!!;-)
Love,
Flea
Love that bike picture with all the kids. Thanks for sharing it with all of us. Ditto to Old Irish.
Donata
Even Corey isn't crazy enough to hop on a bike with his Aunt Shannon, especially with a hill involved. Flea, on the other hand, well...
I never knew that about your Dad, Dad!
Thank, Sister Donata. (PS it's snowing...)
Colleenie, It's too bad the haven't isolated our gene marker in order to officially diagnose "klutzinitus". Once they do that though, I recommend Corey be tested. I think his condition is a toss up between that the the cerebal palsy. At least he can take some small comfort in knowing his 2 favorite aunts and his mom all have the same condition.
Love the picture! You are awesome!
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