In the Fall of 2006, I took the Riders Edge course to begin my motorcycle journey. On this blog, I’ve documented my progress from my rather pitiful performance in the class to my current competency — I’m no longer a danger to myself or others 😉
But I got much more than education in the class — I got some great friends! Lance had ridden dirtbikes, and was instantly comfortable in the class. I don’t think Greg had ridden before, but he caught on quickly. Melinda had ridden horses, and her husband was a longtime rider, so she made quick progress too. I was the complete novice in the bunch, but determined to make it.
We all hit it off, and vowed to stay in touch by email. It turned out that we all live within just a few miles of each other, too. In December 2006, we all met for dinner, with spouses in tow. “We should have a name, shouldn’t we?” Greg said. Given that we’re not exactly Sons of Anarchy material (engineer, insurance guy, IT geek, busy mom, and technical writer), I proposed “Squeaky Clean Motorcycle Gang,” or “Squeaks” for short. There was laughter, followed by a unanimous thumbs-down.
This week, we had our annual Christmas get-together. During the class, we’d been given a journal and told to jot down our thoughts and experiences during class and in subsequent riding. During dinner, Melinda pulled out her copy. She read aloud from the journal, including her entry mentioning our first “Squeaks” dinner in December 2006. We marveled at the fact that we’ve all known each other for five years, thanks to the class. How time flies…
As a joke, I created refrigerator magnets for my fellow Squeaks. Don’t worry — we’re not sporting any embroidered gang jackets. But it seemed appropriate to honor the fun little group.
Merry Christmas, fellow Squeaks!
*If you watch Sons of Anarchy, the “Snellville Originals” is [maybe] funny. If you don’t, well, just trust me, it’s hilarious. Especially if you live in Snellville.