Toutes nos condoléances
Bryan was a few years older than me but I have nothing but good memories of him from visiting my God-mother aunt Madeleine and uncle Gerry in St Bernard. I loved that old dusty bike in the barn and couldn't wait for him to kick start that thing.
Wishing I were closer than 3600 kms away in southern Texas so I could bid him a final good-bye.
Hoping heaven has the best WD40 to get the kinks out of that old bike again. Ride free Bryan.