Hell's Angels Beside Me

With all of the activity in Waco, TX, I think back to my experience with, Sonny, the head of The Hell's Angels. Afterward my term of endearment for him was SKELETOR. His face became more skull like throughout the night we spent together. I went to Coaches Bar in Indy after work at Smokey Bones one day and he was sitting at the bar alone. I bellied up to the bar at my normal end seat and he began talking to me. He bought me a few drinks which I allowed after Adam, the bartender, begged me to do so. I kept it simple. After telling me that he had been married 7 times and sharing his industry, TRUCKING, he asked me to marry him. I said no jokingly and we went back to his little shack. He holds these mysteriously in all major cities for pennies a day. He is tremendously rich, but he never wastes anything. Midland, Texas, billionaires are his game. Sonny, please have a leiutenant with you, by your side, all week. BOTH of you need to be armed with a pistol, an automatic weapon, and a knife just above your ankle hidden away. Keep your schedule completely the same, and show no fear or feeling at all. You may see some things that you cannot explain, so just don't speak about it or the whole crew will turn on you and say that you have dementia. Whatever, show them how STRONG and quick you can be in a fist fight. You will look younger every day. 78 is just a number and an amazing badge of honor, glory, and courage. Love, Hope