Mike Hendrix’s wife Christiana was killed in a motorcycle accident last week.
Mike blogs at Cold Fury, and he’s a thoughtful and amusing guy while coming across tough as nails. I remember reading his blog when he talked about meeting and falling in love with her, and how funny it was to read such a hard-nosed guy being so sappy.
Any death in the blogging world twinges; I feel like I kind of know them all…AcidMan, Gilliard…and now Mike’s wife.
I can’t imagine the pain of losing your partner doing something you both love. Actually I can; TG rides, and has crashed hard right in front of me. My heart still pushes its way into my throat when I think about that – even when I think about it sitting with my feet in her lap.
My heart – and TG’s – goes out to Mike and to his and his wife’s family.
Thanks, Al, for you kind words. It really does help to know so many out there do really care. And you guys be careful out there on the road; it can happen in a flash, and for no good reason at all. I’ve riding since I was about ten and as such have been very, very lucky. I was told a long time ago by a wise old greybeard Harley guy: “Son, the day you swing a leg over that thing and aren’t just a little bit afraid is the day you’d damned well better sell it.” He was right, maybe righter than even he himself knew.
God bless every one of you at WoC, and thank you again.
Mike, anything we can do, any time, any place. I’ll email you my cell#.
A.L.