MEMORIES....

By Frank Baltazar

Circa 1993 I was at Laidlaw's Harley-Davidson store in Rosemead, Ca. on a Saturday morning. Laidlaw's was where my biker friends and I used to hang out on Saturday mornings. My friend Tony Barron who was about 65 years old at the time was telling me about his plans for the future.
"What future?, Tony, shit!, at our age all we have is fu*king memories!," I told him
After spending a few hours there I went home, no sooner did I get home when the phone rang, it was Tony's wife Yolanda, who has since passed.
"Frank!, what did you do to my Tony?" she was laughing her ass off.
"Nothing Yolanda, why?" I answer her.
"He came home all depressed, I asked him what was wrong, and he told me', "you know what Frank told me?, that all we have is fu*king memories"

After I told Connie the story, she told me, "You are an a-hole"...