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NHMRO BIke Raffle18th Annual Motorcycle Raffle
Saturday, June 10, 2006
The winner of this year’s raffle will walk away with a brand new 2006 Harley Davidson FLHXI Street Glide .

Each ticket will cost $125 and a total of only 260 tickets will be sold. Ticket includes raffle banquet and entertainment to be held at the Hooksett Elks Club, Route 28 By-Pass, Hooksett, New Hampshire

Entertainment by

www.djetc.net23 Hoyt Road. Goffstown, NH 03045 (603)497-2472

We would like to thank our sponsers that have donated

Art’s Cow Parts, Motorcycles of Manchester, Lee Custom Cycles, Manchester Harley-DavidsonSo Don’t wait get your ticket today

To purchase a ticket download this entry form: Bike Raffle Applicationand send a check or money order payable to:

NHMRO 70 Old Derry Road
Londonderry, NH 03053
For Information
Phone: 603.437.9464
Email: nhmro@juno.com

I recently went to Boscawen to watch the funereal procession for Pfc. George Roehl, a soldier from Manchester who was killed in Iraq. Pfc. George Roehl signed up for duty a year ago and had been stationed in Iraq for five months. He was killed by a roadside bomb. he was just 21.

The procession went through downtown Manchester and hundreds were there to pay their respects to this fallen soldier who gave his life for us.

As I waited for the procession in Boscawen others were gathering for the same reason. To pay our respects to someone we never met but we respected.

First we saw the blue lights coming around the bend by 93. Following the NH State Police were dozens of motorcycles, The Patriot Guard. It was cold and rainy that day and all the riders were geared up for the weather. They were holding American flags as well as there own. Many were even in cars. Lots were in full dress from their respective military branches. I cried. I cried for this young soldier who sacrificed his life for me. I cried for his Mom and Dad and siblings. And I cried for the Patriot Guards who made me so proud to be an American that stands by his fellow country men.

Please check out the Patriot Guard web site. Show your respect.

Rest in Peace Pfc. George Roehl

Patriot Guard Riders Mission Statement:

The Patriot Guard Riders is a diverse amalgamation of riders from across the nation.

We have one thing in common besides motorcycles.

We have an unwavering respect for those who risk their very lives for America’s freedom and security. If you share this respect, please join us.

We don’t care what you ride, what your political views are, or whether you’re a “hawk” or a “dove”.

It is not a requirement that you be a veteran. It doesn’t matter where you’re from or what your income is. You don’t even have to ride.

The only prerequisite is Respect.

Our main mission is to attend the funeral services of fallen American heroes as invited guests of the family. Each mission we undertake has two basic objectives.

1. Show our sincere respect for our fallen heroes, their families, and their communities.

2. Shield the mourning family and friends from interruptions created by any protestor or group of protestors.

We accomplish the latter through strictly legal and non-violent means.

Patriot Guard web site.

I saw you,
hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.
But, you didn’t see me,
put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.

I saw you,
pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk.
But, you didn’t see me,
playing Santa at the local mall.

I saw you,
change your mind about going into the restaurant.
But, you didn’t see me,
attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief.

I saw you,
roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by.
But, you didn’t see me,
driving behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window.

I saw you,
frown at me when I smiled at your children.
But, you didn’t see me,
when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.

I saw you,
stare at my long hair.
But, you didn’t see me,
and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.

I saw you,
roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves.
But, you didn’t see me,
and my brothers donate our old coats and gloves to those that had none.

I saw you,
look in fright at my tattoos.
But, you didn’t see me,
cry as my children where born and have their name written over and in my heart.

I saw you,
change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
But, you didn’t see me,
going home to be with my family.

I saw you,
complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.
But, you didn’t see me,
when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.

I saw you,
yelling at your kids in the car.
But, you didn’t see me,
pat my child’s hands, knowing he was safe behind me.

I saw you,
reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.
But, you didn’t see me,
squeeze my wife’s leg when she told me to take the next turn.

I saw you,
race down the road in the rain.
But, you didn’t see me,
get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date.

I saw you,
run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.
But, you didn’t see me,
trying to turn right.

I saw you,
cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.
But, you didn’t see me,
leave the road.

I saw you,
waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.
But, you didn’t see me.
I wasn’t there.

I saw you,
go home to your family.
But, you didn’t see me.
Because, I died that day you cut me off.

I was just a biker,…..
A person with friends and a family.
But, you didn’t see me.

MAY IS MOTORCYCLE AWARENESS MONTH. PLEASE PASS THIS ON FOR YOUR LOVED ONES WHO RIDE. OR FOR ANY LOVED ONES WHO MAY HAVE PASSED WHILE RIDING!!