…. There was a wonderful time. On this very evening, a couple of hooligans, were enjoying the evening. It was the same night, 12/24, foggy evening, warm, strangely warm, and the bikes, were free in the nothingness into the evening. It was Christmas Eve, 1972. We had had a cool pick-up game of football that day, gone home, ate dinner, then went outside like we were told to do back in the day. No internet, cell phones, nothing electronic, nothing but our only will to connect, like the plants and trees do thru their roots. Yeah, back then, we knew who was on the stoop, riding, not home.. Without a text… Scary huh?
So the 4 of us met, as all bikers do, at the intersection of, “here”… As the fog set in, and we wore shorts, Christmas Eve, past the cusp of, believing, or did we? Part of us wanted to go home, get to bed, the other slim chance, “Lets rule the neighborhood. So, we did, in a way. It usually is cold, snowy, achy outside on this night. But we rode, boy did we ride. Thru the evening, past any bed time, relishing in the crazy Moon, and in awe of the homes with the old C-9 lights decorating the framework. No “Blow-up” stuff, no Tacky Tour buses, limos, traffic. Just the simple glow, of those lights, in the fog, and the muttering of the homeowner, making sure the lights worked, all of them, on that particular night. But that year…. We ruled that night.
We are in a different world now. We had no cares, now, can’t even get to work, much less home in this mess. Back then, we talked, bragged, about the fact we might, get that cool BB gun, or NFL jersey from the real sporting goods store. We didn’t travel all day to homes, we had Christmas, close, warm, with immediate family.
But that particular year, no cold, sleet, snow. The meal was even different. Was on a picnic table, outside.
Be patient my gentle snowflakes, this is a great wonder in our lives. El Nino, this one is named “Bruce Lee” the most powerful in 68 years with Ma Nature, combined, are giving us a sweet reprieve, so, enjoy the time, on your bike, on a walk, at the river. Stay out of the mall, stay home, disconnect for a day, electronically, off the grid, and appreciate the wonders of weather records breaking, and the gorgeous Moon, on Christmas night. You NEED, to remember this night. Now, get offline, turn the phone off, fix the lights, sip some Brandy, see the Moon, inhale the warmth of the air, and remember, remember, the Christmas of 2015.