That picture was when I met Willie in 1988. He was riding his Harley Davidson up Maclay St. and I was walking he pulled over and asked if I wanted a ride. I said yes of course (I only had two blocks to my parents house), we sat and eat lunch at the taco stand on the corner, then he gave me a ride 5 houses down the street. He came in and met both my parents had a cup of coffee with them. Before he left I asked if we could go on a longer ride sometime, he said how about tomorrow. We continued to go for rides for about 34 years. We moved to Zephyrhills, Florida and that is where are story ends. We've had some good times and some bad times, but they all made us stronger. I Love you Willie and I will never forget you. Keep watching over me and the kids.

That picture was when I first met Willie on his Harley Davidson, he road up Maclay St. and asked me if I wanted a ride, of course I said yes (even though I only had two blocks before my moms house). We sat at the corner taco stand and eat lunch, then he gave me a ride to moms (5 houses down). He came in and met both my parents, before he left I asked if we could go on a longer ride someday. He said how about tomorrow. The rest is history, 34 years later and we live in Florida now. We had the best ride together, of course there were good times and bad times, which made us closer.