Happy Charlie Bravo Day!
The strange "coincidences" that have marked my life seem to keep coming so fast that I can't keep up unless I were to post every day. New people are becoming acquainted with my story daily, some under very odd circumstances; two quick examples that happened this week: Dad was giving blood on Labor Day, and the phlebotomist saw the Honda sitting out front. As usually happens when a non-rider encounters a rider, he began to…