Do you remember?

Do you remember....
The way the sun looked as it faded into darkness over the western sky.
The way the sun danced off of the ocean as it emerged from the blackness of night.
How the blacktop, like a close friend seemed to welcome you home after a few day's off.
How it felt to feel the power of that big cat wind through the gears as you drive that big shiny Pete out into the sunset.
The pride you felt as you walked out to your truck, seeing the chrome and lights dance off of a wet parking lot after a gentle rain know that i made this. i bleed for this.

I remember. I use to love heading out west. I loved the feel of the road under my steel and chrome steed. I remember how i thought that...this must be how the cowboys of old felt. Watching the setting sun after a hard days work with the satisfaction of knowing that i had fought for this and i had earned this...with my sweat and tears. I was so very proud, as I'm sure my father was as well.


Those days have faded from me as i now have other things that i must commit myself to, but i remember. Now all i have are memories as will all of you if you dont fight for what is right and stand up as one voice and tell the powers that be that you will no longer be a slave to their greed!

These are but a few of the questions you will be asked by your children or close friends in a few years. Because my friends that life is passing into history. Do you really want to tell them that you had a chance to change things but that you were to selfish to do so?

Think about it.