Posted on May 10, 2012 under Uncategorized
My Dad’s younger and only brother died today….
He was killed in a Motorcycle wreck….
He was 81 and still ” riding” ~ yep, that would be ~ Uncle John….
He was just a really neat Uncle to me …..
He was the President of the Ford Proving Grounds in Arizona…
and we would go out there…
he would take us on a “test drive”…on the tracks….
we were going over 100 mph and he took his hands off the wheel !
the centrifugal force kept is “on the track”….
Mom was screaming….I was loving life….
He took us on a strip of where they tested shocks…
Cigarettes were flying out of the ash tray….
He would be flying and ask us if we wanted to go on the strip…
Where they tested the breaks…
“What do you think Marilyn said ?” ….. we didn’t !
Or asked us if we wanted to to through two brick walls…
Going 100 mph…. where they ~ cool the cars down… we didn’t !
He took me on a road….out in the desert…..
I over his shoulder… and we were going over 90 mph..
on his motorcycle.!!!!!…..
Then he put came to a stop and my helmet literally… hit ~ his…
I just laughed and laughed….on that RIDE….
He let us use their “cabin on a lake” in Michigan…
He gave me the keys to their ” speed boat ” ….
With no second guesses ~ I thought I would ruin it…
but once I drove it….you got it….it was amazing…
Gabe & Tug learned to swim that summer…
To past the test they had to swim to Uncle John’s boat !
( Kid Rocks’ parents now own that cabin !)
He lived in Argentina….my brother Jim got to go there and
spend time with him….I just thought that was so neat….
He tried to get Rock into Ford , in Lima…but Rock had HBP.
Honda hired him…and so the talks between Rock and Uncle John…
Would go on….What Ford was doing…
What Honda was doing….but it was neat too !
He brought back our Uncle Boogies gun to Rock and I…
It is hanging in our house…..a relic !
Gabe & Tug…would love to see ” what car ~ Ford had him driving”
when we would pull into Mom and Dads’ …..
” ahhh man…”
He lived in Sedona , Arizona…where the RED ROCKS are..
a beautiful back yard, of bird feeders…Red Rocks.. and sunsets…
Most of all, it was just how he talked to me….
It was how he would listen to me….
It was how he loved Nascar, racing…motorcycles…and speed…..
It was his girls…Angie, Claire and Jane…..
My cousins and how much FUN we had growing up…
Far in distance….but just close.
I got my temps for a Motorcycle
I love to be in our boat
I love our cabin….and one time I told him…
” you started it…smile”
I am so glad this past summer ….we took him to our cabin…
and he just loved it….again, it was that connection….
It was listening to Dad and him, tell of their childhood…
The different angles of each story…..
Lately…he took an amazing motorcycle ride…..with his friends…
I forget…but like up to the North West….and back…
I just thought….” you have got to be kidding me…”
but then, that was ” UNCLE JOHN”…
He was Uncle John…and now he has seen JESUS….
He owned a ” Gold Wing motorcycle” ….
Now he is on streets of gold.
Thank YOU JESUS…for Uncle John….
and his salvation !





