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Bart, I really got to know you in motor school as the seven of us progressed through the course. I referred to you as "high speed" because you never hesitated to try the next problem, except maybe the snowman. You always called me Pops and you referred to Sue as Mom. She loved it when you rode past MVD because you always stopped to give her a hug if she was outside doing a road test. She would always tell me that her son Bart stopped by for a hug. You lent me your motor and I cleaned it for hours because I knew you had to get it back as clean as when you trusted it to me. You made fun of me because I rode a Hog, then you inherited your Dad's hog,got it running,and then you called me and said that you understand now. I knew you would. So now ride in the clouds and scrape your boards my brother and we will see each other again. Rest in peace. Pops and Mom