3 years ago today we lost a great man, father, husband, friend and most of all a great person in a horrific motorcycle accident. He left behind a 6 month old son and a beautiful wife. He died doing what he loved riding a bike that he loved and rebuilt from the ground up. His passing hit everyone really hard. It took this horrible loss to teach me of the greatest lessons of my life.
At the time of his death we were arguing over $19. I had not spoken to him a couple weeks before be died and it was all because I was being an asshole. I never got the chance to say sorry and laugh it off over a couple cold beers. I regret it everyday but it taught me that life is to short. To short to be mad to be unhappy to bicker. To short to be anything but happy. Especially with all the risks we take just throwing our leg over our bikes. Life is just to short it can taken away in the blink of an eye. I would give alot more then $19 to get him back.
RIP Jason Webber I miss you man
The tattoo his wife got for him
At the time of his death we were arguing over $19. I had not spoken to him a couple weeks before be died and it was all because I was being an asshole. I never got the chance to say sorry and laugh it off over a couple cold beers. I regret it everyday but it taught me that life is to short. To short to be mad to be unhappy to bicker. To short to be anything but happy. Especially with all the risks we take just throwing our leg over our bikes. Life is just to short it can taken away in the blink of an eye. I would give alot more then $19 to get him back.
RIP Jason Webber I miss you man
The tattoo his wife got for him