OK, so I was a dork in 1965, but I had a motorcycle.

I wasn't much better in 1966 before Viet-Nam.

Somewhere in there I was a hoodlum for awhile.

What the hell?   Military Officer circa 1968.
(Nice haircut, dude)
(That's a 1967 BMW R-69-US)

Then I was "Somebody" for a little while!
(uh, it was President Nixon)

Then I was a cop of all things around 1970.
(that's a 1962 Harley XLCH)

Of course I still had that little bit of rebel in me so I just went around
jumping my bikes back then.   They were tanks but we made 'em jump anyway!

(That's a Harley Davidson SX-250 circa 1977)

Around 1982 I had to get a real job, with motorcycle, of course.
(An original Harley Low Rider!)

Fast Forward to the late 1990's
(at the Yacht Club, still on the bike)

And now a respected member of the community!
(Yeah, right!)

My latest addition
The BMW R1200RT