WB
Really, really bumed out. No one to tell.
Saturday, February 12, 2022, 16:42

My good friend of 30 years was killed Thursday afternoon, he just turned 72. I'd spoken to him not 30 minutes prior. He was supposed to come up the next day for lunch and some more good times. We were going to the gun store to tire kick and coon finger new stuff. We have a grand time with guns, motorcycles, trading both, and history.

It was a beautiful day and he hopped on his new Kawasaki KLR650. He loved the bike. Headed to his girlfriends house not too far away, a dog ran in front of him. He hit the dog and they flipped forward over it. The bike landed atop him. Helmet, jacket, protective gear no matter. His number came up. A 500 lb. fly-swat, pow. No more Bill. I'm confident with his relationship with Jesus, he's with some glorious company, but I sure will miss him.

He had lots of cool stuff too. For what, now. It really makes you think.

God speed and RIP Bill Miles.