| This page is dedicated to all my friends who have gone on before me. Up there in the clouds riding those endless highways in our hearts. |
| ~BROTHERS IN THE WIND~ The road goes ever onward, though we falter at the side. In the wind I hear voices of brothers who have died. Upon that endless highway, their journey is complete. The sound of roaring pipes still echoes through the streets. They live on in our memory, and some within our hearts. A momentary sadness when we hear a Harley start. But do not mourn them, brother, nor shed too many tears. For they are still there with you, when you're movin' through the gears. Poetry By: Gary St. Pierre |
| At approximately 9:00 PM Thursday, July 11, 2002 Bobby lost control of his motorcycle and hit a tree. He left this world doing what he loved to do, riddin' his bike. Bobby Boyte Born:August 14, 1956 Died: July 11, 2002 "I miss ya Bobby...." |
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| ~Bobby~ "A New Set of Wings" Bobby was loved by all, Leaving us without a trace. A lonesome stretch of highway, Still not kowing what he faced. Bobby now has a new set of wings, And rides the great highway in the sky. Surely missed bt his wife and two sons, But why God why? Bobby was a friend to all, His life taken so fast. As we needed him to stay, All we have now is memories of our past. A day never went by, That Bobby didn't smile and say "As long as his family is alright He was a happy man for another day." Bobby please watch over us, As you always would. Still deep in our hearts But this happening, it never should. So spread your new wings, Bobby, And keep doing what you love. You're with us always, And watching over us from above. Deeply missed by his Wife and Sons Poetry by: Wayne Harvey of Waynes World III http://Americansteel.net/WW3 |