BGBB MEMORIAL PAGE
In loving memory of our Brothers who are gone,  but will never be forgotten.
"THE LAST RIDE"
I stood and I watched as my Brother rode by
It wasn't the way it should be
He rode not his bike, but in a long black cage
And he rode by himself not with me.
But I shed not a tear for this Brother of mine
For he lived free and loved his lifestyle
So ride on my Brother and rest in peace
Till we meet again after while
And when my time comes to take that last ride
You can bet it'll be with a smile
Cause I love to ride and I'll be going home
So I'll enjoy it to the very last mile
©Copyright 2003 (RoadHog/RoadHog's Pig Pen™) All Rights Reserved
George S. Barlow (Retro)
Master Sergeant (retired) U.S. Air Force
Jan 14,1945 to Sept 3, 2003
I knew George 52 of the 58 years of his life. Although there were times we didn't see or hear from each other for several years we remained friends. I drifted South from our home in Tennessee, and George drifted West. He made stops in Nam twice in his travels. When we both drifted back to Tennessee we became close again.,,
George was a unique person. I can't ever remember when he didn't have that big smile. He never met a stranger. He could walk into a room full of people he had never met and when he left he knew everyone and they knew him. Even toward the end when the pain had to be bad, that smile was always present.,
He liked nothing more than just jumping on his scooter and heading off somewhere. He would say,"let's go this way and see where we end up.",
I have lost friends before, but no one has left a hole in my life like this one is gonna leave.
Ride on my Brother,
Now you are Free.
Dear Sister Hathor may you forever ride in peace
Our thoughts of you will never wane or cease.
You gave us something that is very hard to find
You gave us your love and support for all time.
But to see you again we know we must wait
Until you greet us one day at heavens pearly gate.
Rest in peace Sister Hathor
May you RIP and ride with the Angels Brother Stu,
you may have left us, but you will never be forgotten.
Donald "Duke" Cubberly
1952 - 2004
Beloved friend and Brother of Brother Scottfree
Duke was a great man. He always treated us and loved us like his own. My Mom lost her
husband and best friend. I could not have asked for a better Dad!!!!! He was a very unique
man with a golden heart. Always there for his family and his friends in good and in bad
times, without having to ask twice. If you ever needed a laugh he was your man! We are
going to miss him terribly.
For Christmas this year we got a star named after him,
so if you need to talk to him, just look up.
We Love You Dad,
Myles J. Pullman JR
1943 - 2003
Myles was one hell of a guy. He was definitely an ornery, COBBY,
happy-go-lucky, ball busting, grey bearded bastard in his own rite.
His death was not motorcycle related, among other problems, he
just couldn't breath anymore and finally let go.
He was a Vietnam War Veteran, a good friend to all who knew him
and a fun guy to swap stories with at the bar. One of his favorite
spots in Florida (I guess would be considered a haunt now, you
know he'll still be hanging around there), during Bike Week and
Biketoberfest was the Iron horse Saloon. Myles told it like he saw
it and never missed an opportunity to flip anyone he knew, the
finger when they'd least expect it. It was one of his ways of saying
"Your finally free Brother. No more pain, no more struggling to get around or to get a breath,
just blue skies and good company with all of our other fallen Brothers. Go easy on the BIG
man upstairs, he may not appreciate the same sense of humor we all shared. You are sorely
missed by everyone who knew you. The first one is for you during free beer hour at the IHS
Vince "Jester" Bruno
Vince had just recently retired from the Phoenix Police Dept when he found
out he was terminal. Throughout the next 9 months while going through the
various surgeries and treatments he never let it get him down.. Even bought
a New Bike.
Jester was instrumental in the START UP of the Phoenix Chapter of STAR
Touring and Riding and was a friend to all he met. His passing has hit
both the local Chapter of STAR and his old precinct hard. On a humorous
note at his funeral on one side of the chapel were all the LEO's and on the
other side all the Bikers sharing something in common a great emptiness that
one of theirs had passed.
Gary R. Gebhardt age 54, died on Saturday, May 24, 2003 in San Antonio, TX.
He was born May 10, 1949 in Grand Rapids, MI. Gary loved being a private pilot and riding his motorcycle.
Dear friend and Brother of Jim (Crawdad) Criswell,  He will be sadly missed
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