Biker Story

Part 2: Eighteen Bikers Waited Outside A Church — Then A Lonely Boy Heard Them Step Forward

My name is Elaine Porter, and I had been sitting in the fourth pew at St. Mark’s for thirty-seven years…

Part 2: A Biker Brought A Pink Lunchbox To School — Then His Daughter Said What Broke Him

My name is Frank Hollis, and I spent twenty-two years as a sheriff’s deputy before I took the security job…

Part 2: A Biker Bought Every Princess Doll — Then We Learned Who The Party Was Really For

My name is Mallory Keene, and before that night I thought I was good at reading people. Retail does that…

Part 2: A Biker Left Hot Chocolate At An Abandoned House — Then The Mother Saw The Video

The biker’s name was Nolan “Brick” Harlow. I didn’t know that when I posted the video. Nobody online did. They…

Part 2: He Banned Everyone From Sitting In That Old Chair — Then The Club Learned Who It Was For

I’m telling this because I was there. My name is Ray Whitcomb, road name Cutter, and I had ridden with…

Part 2: A Biker Left A Food Bag Beside A Sleeping Veteran — The Police Found A Letter Inside

My name is Daniel Price, and I didn’t know the biker that morning. Not really. I knew what everyone in…

Part 2: A Biker Stopped Traffic for One Tiny Shoe — Then My Daughter Called Him Dad

My name is Rachel Monroe, and before that afternoon, I thought I knew what grief looked like. I thought grief…

Part 2: Fifteen Bikers Sat in the Last Row — But My Daughter Saw Them First

My name is Marcy Maddox, and before anyone asks, no, Ray was not always good at being a father. He…

Part 2: A Biker Pinned a Man to the Sidewalk — Then Pointed at My Missing Wallet

My name is Eleanor Whitaker, though most people in Baxter Springs call me Ellie. I have lived in that little…

Part 2: The Biker Stopped at a Bridal Shop — Then His Little Girl Asked About the Aisle

My name is Maribel Santos, and I have owned Maribel’s Lace for seventeen years. A bridal shop teaches you things…