“The place to improve the world is first in one’s own heart and head and hands, and then work outward from there. I just want to talk about how to fix a motorcycle. I think that what I have to say has more lasting value.” — Robert Pirsig

I don’t know how many of you have ever read Zen & the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance. If you haven’t I recommend it. Its possible Robert is still riding. Back then the bikes weren’t has complex as today’s bike I would guess. A lot of times I guess wrong.

And these days the riders are not all men unlike the days gone past. Now women also ride and maybe that’s been going on for some time.

My last ride was on a 650 Yamaha and I had a head-on collision with a lady riding a car down a hill over by the river. That’s when I quit. I imagine Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance isn’t taken to heart like it was back when.

I can’t forget the bike I first acquired when I lived in California. That one was slightly damaged when I forgot to put the kickstand down. That wasn’t a big repair.

And now the bikes will need to be stored along with the seasonal change. At least that would be the case for me.

I’m hoping our 50th class reunion was successful Friday and Saturday with a good crowd of the ’61 class who will be returning to a variety of homesteads. I think the majority of the class might not reside in Austin. Hopefully we will be wearing nametags so we can identify one another.

Mello is still with us and Jeanne is giving thought to another pooch to provide some companionship for her. The other five dogs in the neighborhood are not as concerned about Mello as Mello shows concern about them. Maybe another dog would make life easier for her.

Kafka said, “I can prove at any time that my education tried to make another person out of me than the one I became.”