Last Night the wife and I took a ride to Restaurant/bar which is owned by some old friends to have a bite to eat and listen to some other old friends play some acoustic music. I pulled the bike into a space right outside the front door. A Few seconds later a guy pulls in the lot on a stripped down Dyna with copper fenders and gas tank with rapped exhaust pipes and copper shields over the mufflers. I wish I would have had a camera to take Pict's. Any way I motioned for him to pull in and share my parking space and then got into a conversation with the guy and after about a half an hour decided a formal introduction was due. As it turns out he is the son of a couple I was associated with through mutual friends back 70's. The last time I saw him he was probably about about 10 years old. He now lives in an area about 50 miles away from me and had rode into the city to meet some people and have a few cold ones.. some pretty good things can happen when you ride a Harley. If we were driving cages we most likely would not even have noticed each other.