Category Archives: aging
Go Places, Meet People, Burn Their Fuel
August 2022: This is another old one, from the Geezer blog (never published) in 2008. I thought enough of the title to turn it into a t-shirt and I still wear that shirt often. I sent this one in from … Continue reading
Geezers on Beemers
(AKA: Steamboat Springs 1997) July 2022: Turns out, this might have been the first article I wrote for MMM in late 1997, published in issue #13. If that’s true, I don’t know what happened to the letter that I intended … Continue reading
I Am Jealous After All
While I was in my backyard working on one of my wife’s godawful honey-do projects, a couple of mostly bald, scroungy pony-tailed, noisy and blatantly incompetent Hardly goobers fell over in the driveway of the abandoned dump next door. For … Continue reading
#84 Because It Is Still There
February 2022: Yet another one from my deep, dark, boring past and the 84th Minnesota Motorcycle Monthly Geezer with A Grudge Column. All Rights Reserved © 2007 Thomas W. Day George Mallory, the British mountaineer, supposedly told a reporter that … Continue reading
I Shouda Been A Contender
When I was young, still “made out of rubber and magic,” and full of unfounded confidence in my invulnerability I restarted my motorcycling life with a purchase of a 1971 Kawasaki 350 Big Horn. Motorcycles had been a big, then … Continue reading
Back from the Dead
In early 2017, I first experienced ocular symptoms of myasthenia gravis and by the end of that summer I felt that not only my motorcycling days were over but my driving days might be too. Double-vision is a show-stopper and … Continue reading
From Diapers to Trikes and Back Again
I live in an old fart’s town in southeastern Minnesota. If you visit one of our remaining mid-Covid plague restaurants on a weekday you’d assume the average age here must be close to 100. On summer weekends, the old fart … Continue reading
Where Did All the Miles Take Me?
As of April 27, 2020 for the first time since sometime in early 1969, I do not own a motorcycle. That one brief hole in my motorcycle life between early ‘68 and late ‘69 was due to the distraction provided … Continue reading
Geezer with A Grudge 