Harley Owners Group #1665 / Antelope Valley CA Chapter / Ridgecrest Activity Group

 I Saw You...You Didn't See Me...

Posted: May 14, 2006

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Tony's Safety Officer Webpage!
 
This came to me, Tony, from Scott McCool.
Scott is the of Managing Editor of Easyriders
and President, ABATE Local 13, Ventura, Ca.


I saw you,
hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.

But, you didn't see me,
put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.

I saw you,
pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk.

But, you didn't see me,
playing Santa at the local mall.

I saw you,
change your mind about going into the restaurant.

But, you didn't see me,
attending a meeting there to raise more money for the hurricane relief.

I saw you,
roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by.

But, you didn't see me,
driving behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car
window.

I saw you,
frown at me when I smiled at your children.

But, you didn't see me,
when I took time off from work to run toys and food to the homeless.

I saw you,
stare at my long hair.

But, you didn't see me,
and my friends cut 10 inches off for Locks of Love.

I saw you,
roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves.

But, you didn't see me,
and my brothers donate our old coats and gloves to those that had
none.

I saw you,
look in fright at my tattoos.

But, you didn't see me,
cry as my children where born and have their name written over
my heart.

I saw you,
change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.

But, you didn't see me,
going home to be with my family.

I saw you,
complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.

But, you didn't see me,
when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.

I saw you,
yelling at your kids in the car.

But, you didn't see me,
pat my child's hands, knowing she was safe behind me.

I saw you,
reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.

But, you didn't see me,
squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn.

I saw you,
race down the road in the rain.

But, you didn't see me,
get soaked to the skin so my kid could have the car to go on a
date.

I saw you,
run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.

But, you didn't see me,
trying to turn right.

I saw you,
cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.

But, you didn't see me,
leave the road.

I saw you,
waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.

But, you didn't see me.
I wasn't there.

I saw you,
go home to your family.

But, you didn't see me.
Because, I died that day you cut me off.

I was just a biker,.....

A person with friends and a family.

BUT, YOU DIDN'T SEE ME!


The month of May is generally considered the beginning of "Riding Season" across
the country. It's also been deemed Motorcycle Awareness Month throughout
the U.S., just for that reason. Please, take the extra second to look for
motorcycles. We have a hard enough time trying to stay alive avoiding
drunk drivers, and old people who can't see a mack truck, let alone a bike;
people talking on phones and musing themselves with other distractions. Take
the extra second. Hang up the phone and drive. Remeber what we did before
cell phones? Please, it won't kill you, but it could save someone
else...especially me.

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