I’ve Always Wanted A Harley — Part 7

1977— Our First Daughter

Jerry Roth
I’ve Always Wanted a Harley

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Jerry Fawn Carol on Triumph in Kyburz California July 5 1978
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In 1976 the war was over and we were working only 8 hours a day with weekends off. That gave us shloads of time for parties and riding. Like the opening song in the movie Easy Rider, You know we smoked a lot of grass. O’ Lord, we popped a lot of pills. And we drank beer. Gallons of beer. The year flew by as we racked up hundreds of miles exploring the back roads and foothills of Sacramento.

Grass Valley, Folsom, Placerville, and Auburn. Some of the most beautiful motorcycle roads are in the foothills of the Sierra Mountains. Even though we couldn’t afford to very often, we also made a few trips to Reno or Lake Tahoe riding the winding, tree-lined Interstate-80 or State Highway 50 through the mountains.

Every year, all SAC Air Force bases in the world compete to see who can fly the most perfect bombing missions over a three-day period. Tankers refuel the B-52’s in the air and they then drop sandbags on a painted target on the ground. In 1977, my plane came in second place out of all those planes and crews. I felt pretty good for a boy who could never do anything right while growing up. It was an awesome boost to my self-confidence and gave me a level of respect from the other flight crews.

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Jerry Roth
I’ve Always Wanted a Harley

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