Summer is coming and one of the joys of summer is hitting the golf course.  Bikers for Books is hosting the 2013 Bikers for Books Golf for Literacy outing.  We hope that you will join us at this fun event.  Lots of things to do and ALL funds will go to support our mission

When I was younger I remember my parents riding motorcycles. They rode both dirt and road bikes. I believe that is where I get my passion for them.  I have raced dirt bikes and also am an active member in a local Motorcycle Club. My son raced motocross for 6 years and he also

My motorcycle has taken me many places. I remember going to the Blessing of the Bikes in Baldwin, Michigan. We took the highway there because we wanted to get there fast. On the way home, we took some back roads and ended up going through the Hardy Dam, what a beautiful place.  In 2003

He sat at the bar with his leathers and patches. For this he was already labeled by many patrons in the small town bar. In fact I too had probably already judged him without even a word exchanged. He risked rejection and approached our table. It took my friends only but one brief glance

My husband has always been a “biker”. Well, a biker at heart at least. In the beginning he was a “magazine/Harley T-shirt” biker. He didn’t own a bike but dreamed often of the day he would. Honestly, I didn’t care either way. We were two very different people from two very different backgrounds. I was born the

As a child growing up, my family practiced a religion that forbade us from celebrating any type of holidays. I remember feeling weird and out of place during the holidays at school. I became a master of lies when my friends asked why I wasn’t dressed for Halloween, or why I couldn’t participate in the gift exchange during

My oldest brother Chacho took his position seriously. He lead the way for the rest of us. He lived life to the fullest, he experienced many things, he lived high on the hog, he also sought shelter under its belly. He always pushed things to the limit and sometimes beyond. Eventually his free spirit

Reading has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. Even during my earliest memories I can recall my mom having 2 or more books going at once. Both my parents came to Michigan as migrant farm workers. They grew up following the crops. My dad dropped out of

I HOLD MYSELF TO A HIGHER STANDARD; BECAUSE I AM A BIKER........ I know I am a representative of a very large community. My actions reflect those of my peers. I make it a point to strive to be well organized, well groomed, to be educated, to be in control, to show respect. I

We are few, but we are many. Living for the good times, there have been plenty. Who are these Brothers by my side? These are the men that won’t run & hide. It is with these Brothers I chose to stand. Shoulder to shoulder, man to man. It is to each other that we give our all. Picking each other up