Childhood Heroes….

Today, one of my biggest childhood heroes passed away:

In the mid-70s, this guy was right up there with Captain Kirk for me. (Of course, by ’77, Star Wars showed up, and that was that.)

When you’re a kid, it doesn’t matter if the guy is really a hard-drinking, brawling, possibly racist and abusive redneck. He and his motorcycle flew. That’s all that mattered.