Biker Story

Part 2: The Biker Bought One Pink Cupcake — And Asked Us to Write “Daddy Tried”

His name was Earl Maddox. Nobody in the bakery knew that on the morning he came in. To us, he…

Part 2: They Laughed at the Biker’s Fairy Makeup — Then His Daughter Stood Up

I should probably tell you why I was there. My name is Jenna Porter. I am thirty-eight, a nurse at…

Part 2: Twenty Bikers Came to Preschool — For One Little Girl’s Tea Party

Her father’s name was Daniel Reeves. To Emma, he was Daddy. To the Road Saints Motorcycle Club, he was Rookie,…

Part 2: The Biker Asked for Purple Princess Nails — Then Held Them Up to a Hospital Window

His name was Raymond Keller, but nobody called him Raymond except doctors, judges, and his older sister when she was…

Part 2: The Biker Braided Crooked Ponytails — Until His Daughter Told the Truth

I deleted the video before the bell rang. I wish I could say it was because I was immediately a…

Part 2: The Biker Didn’t Buy Her Candy — He Paid for What Her Mother Couldn’t

I learned his name two weeks later. At the time, he was just the biker in line. The kind of…

Part 2: A Biker Left Gifts at Her Door — Then His Club Kept Coming for 30 Years

I do not remember my father’s funeral as a day. I remember pieces. Black leather in the rain. My mother’s…

Part 2: He Left His Harley to a Girl — Then She Found the Woman He Loved

Uncle Red was not romantic-looking. People use words like “mysterious” when they talk about lonely old men, but Red was…

Part 2: Her Father’s Club Raised Her — Then 47 Bikers Walked Into Her Wedding

I taught ballet in a narrow studio between a pawn shop and a bakery on Division Street in Spokane. The…

Part 2: Fifty Bikers Came for Sophie’s Last Wish — One Rider Refused to Leave

I was Sophie’s aunt. That matters, because I didn’t trust the bikers either. I wish I could say I was…