BRUCE WAYNE TAYLOR II

A really good riding buddy who was knowledgeable about so many things. The miles would fly by when I rode with Bruce. We had some great rides and meals together. I think of him often and I do miss him.

I find myself still thinking of Bruce quite a bit. I do miss him and the time we spent together riding bikes. I still ride bikes but no longer on the streets. Miss ya buddy.

I have many fond memories of my many rides and many miles with Bruce. I will miss his company on my rides. My thoughts are with his family.

We were able to have a very nice visit with Bruce last summer on our way from AZ to Idaho. He and our niece, Jeanne, Brian and Lori came to my brother, Don's house in Whittier. He will be truly missed by all.

Although I only met Bruce in 2003 we spent many hours riding together on some of our long distance rides. Bruce was a man of character and a man I aspired to be. I truly enjoyed our times on the bike as there is a camaraderie that develops through shared pain on a long grueling day climbing over mountains. I don't ever recall Bruce being down. He was always cheerful and was very quick to crack a big ol smile. It was contagious. I'll miss him dearly. My condolences to his family. I hope you...

I knew Bruce for a short period when he rode with the Covina Cycle Club. I am truly saddened to hear of his passing. My sincerest condolences to his family.

I've been struggling with how to define my relationship and experiences with Bruce Taylor. I first met him at a campground before a brevet several years ago in Arizona, and then only saw him once or twice during the ride since he was a bit faster. When you could hold onto his wheel, he was always pleased to see you and made for a pleasant companion. A couple of times we enjoyed meals together at places he found away from the brevet controls.

He talked about his wife and...

I will always remember Bruce's energy, enthusiasm, and kindness--he was a good man to ride with, and a good friend to be with. He will be greatly missed.

I have run into Bruce on several rides. He always had that great smile and would slow down to my pace to chat for a while. Last year on San Diego Randonneurs 600 k ride Bruce DNF'd but stayed on to sag the other riders. Most riders would have just gone home. I was descending and it was just about dark when Bruce came behind me in the van with his father sitting shotgun. He startled me at first because I wondered why he was behind me in the car. He asked me if I needed help and I said...