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Wednesday, May 16, 2018

Beer, Bikes, Hot Rods, & Beer


Were you ever out on a road trip with friends at night;

A cold winter night when frost was on the grass,

And you needed to pee real bad from the beers you’d drank,

So you parked on a deserted shoulder and stood behind the car,

Happy no headlights were in sight as you unzip and sigh with relief,

Taking a deep breath of the cold night air mingled with exhaust;

Sounds of the engine, loud music, and that splashing sound?

Remember the exhilarating feeling of cold air in your nostrils,

Sucked in through a numb feeling nose with a hint of beer breath?

Do you remember?

Ernie Perkins and some of our high school friends remember.

I still remember and sometimes long for that feeling.

Though rare now in older years and a warmer climate,

There are occasions, few and far between, when it happens;

Perhaps in Oklahoma or Kansas, out on a lonely road on a chilly night

I’ll stand there, checking for headlights, shivering in the cold wind

And breathe in that mixture of exhaust laden air through a numby nose

Listening to a deep toned exhaust and loud music from the radio

Drifting back to a time when Ernie and the boys were young

When the unknown road stretched out ahead

And our hearts were full of hope for hot rods, motorcycles and beer;

Always Beer!