Ever since Phillip sold his motorcycle in Maryland,
he has looked a bit wistful every time we pass a bike on the road.
When Joy started working on obtaining a motorcycle permit recently,
Phillip decided it was time to go shopping for a used bike he and Joy could share.
He typed in some search parameters on a used motorcycle website,
and the very first bike that came up
was the same make, model, year, and color as his old "Bumblebee" . . .
. . . the yellow bike he rode to Colorado with his dad
a few months before Dad H passed away.
Of all the bikes Phillip owned while we were in California,
the yellow VFR was his favorite.
I drove Phillip out to Dorcester today to test drive his former bike's cousin.
When he fired it up, he couldn't help smiling at that engine's familiar sound.
He says no other bike sounds quite like a VFR.
The seller in Dorcester was happy to see his bike go to someone
who was obviously going to enjoy and properly care for it.
We're not yet sure where we're going to store our new VFR,
so for now, Phillip's new-ish hobby is parked next to my new hobby.
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