A Man of Iron and Steel

Ironwork could be a dangerous business. My work crews tended to live hard, short lives. You take a lot of chances in motorcycle racing too. I saw a lot of guys die out there on the tracks. Some of my buddies didn’t make it. But me? I ended up with some broken bones over the years, and a fractured skull, but I made it. To get to spend all those years feeling so alive when I was racing and traveling for work, putting up buildings all over the west and to still be here after 87 years, sharing a beer with a buddy, having family around—well, that’s something!