GBNF RIP NEIL
GBNF RIP NEIL
Till we meet again !
You were a good man and a good friend. Miss you, Brother. Later--HUBBARD
June 1957 -
GBNF Outcast MC Indiana
Hector Chavez Passed away suddenly March 1st 2014 Today our hearts are sad. The memories chase each other through our minds, the good ones, the bad ones, the funny ones, and our favorite ones. Sometimes they bring a smile, and sometimes a tear will escape and remind us how much you meant to us. You were our friend, our uncle, our father, and most of all our Brother. You left your mark on all of us, how we grew in life, and character, and personality. We all carry a reflection of you every day since the moment we met. You will be missed so much more than you ever thought. Hold a good spot for us brother we will see you soon enough. R.I.P - HECTOR CHAVEZ HELLS ANGEL BAKERSFIELD so much love & respect brother HELLS ANGELS SANTA CRUZ CALIFORNIA
Hector's Funeral service will be Saturday March 22nd at 1:00pm in Salinas California. The funeral home is “Healey Mortuary” 405 N Sanborn Road Salinas, CA 93905
Ride Free Flash.
See you on the other side.
Love & Respect,your Brother,
Your Family and Friends
R.I.P. CISCO AN AMERICAN LEGEND AND LONG TIME MEMBER OF THE OAKLAND HAMC
RIP Killed by a so-called friend James Becker. The best son a mother could have. Miss you dearly
love you. miss you. the world isnt the same with out you.
At 1:45 pm on 10/25/2013 RD cranked up his Harley for the last time. Hit the throttle hard and sped off into the cosmos. His heart was filled with a heavenly light, his soul was at peace. His spirit was laughing. He was grinning ear to ear and his eyes were We all love you man.
G.B.N.F. The GOON
Was cruising along listening to a road song as I turned off the Jersey Pike onto the Garden State.
Got a text beep and checked to see who was bothering me on a road trip and tempting fate.
It was a friend that I thought may be in need so I stopped and opened it up to read.
The words hit me like a hammer hard and fast, the man they call Goon was no longer with us as he had passed.
As the miles ticked by thoughts of this man flooded my head, We had not spoken for a couple of weeks and now he is dead.
I thought about the first time we had the chance of fate to meet.
I had walked into the bar looking for the handsome blue eyed devil he had described by phone.
I hear “ BC you ugly Fuck” and from the end of the bar see this giant flipping me the bone.
Walked up and said pot/kettle my friend and proceeded to shake his outstretched hand.
I could tell by his actions, this would be a test and decided not to let my mind rest.
As the bottles piled up and shots passed our lips the barbs got passed and rolled off sleeves.
Next thing I know it is two am and time for my ass to take leave.
Got up from the table the best my drunk ass would allow and said to all goodbye.
Goon got up from his seat, said “admit you been beat” and stuck out his huge hand to shake.
He looked down at my eyes and said with a smile, “ it is never good bye it is till I see you again”.
As these thoughts crossed my mind and the tear did ease a smile started to form on my lips.
This big giant man with one shake of his hand had touched my life in some way, even having buried brothers sometimes it seems every day.
But the big man, with one shake of his hand, had me as his friend it is strange to say.
I will miss you my friend and now and again will hold up a shot to stories of you.
Till I see you again, you will remain a dear friend and I will cherish my memories of you.