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To all those that have contributed, thank you.

The sad loss of our Uncle B is approaching 12 months:

O Trinity of love and power
Our brethren shield in danger's hour;
From rock and tempest, fire and foe,
Protect them wheresoe'er they go;
Thus evermore shall rise to Thee,
Glad hymns of praise from land and sea.


Dedicated to the memory of our Mentor, Uncle B.

And to all riders of yesterday, today, and tomorrow, wherever they may be.