Jeffrey Michael Latta

Jeff and I worked on an 8 week tour for Nissan. I remember his loud voice with a distinct tone. He always had his fishing rod and would always want to fish instead of partying. So sad to hear of his passing. You were a good fella, and will remember you fondly Jeff.

Latta was the COOLEST. He had the best stories and I loved hearing about his shenanigans. And man, he could drive a car like a BOSS. I felt cool because I got to hang out with him. I'll always remember fun times at picture point on Christmas mornings, laughing over breakfast, and hanging with Jeff on the ride. Here's a picture of us at picture point. It saddens me to think that three of my friends in this photo have left us. I can only hope they're all popping wheelies in heaven. The...

I'd saw my left foot off with a rusty hacksaw if I could ride Sunday Morning with you just one more time.

Jeff, I met Jeff on the Sunday Morning Ride. All I can say is he never had anything bad to say about anyone, didn't gossip, just reamined on the moment and told great stories. Yes, Jeff could ride a motorcycle and I hear drive a car, but was I going for a ride ion car..lol No! I would see the bravve come back all lit up with excitement and saying WOW you have to go for a ride....I'm good! :-) I knew he could drive and ride because over the years I had taken many photo's of him on the SMR.....

He taught me what insane courage looks like, how to be a brother and friend and when you're at the end of your rope to tie a knot and hold on because he will always have your back. He was always there to help me see how important it is to dust yourself off and get after it again with more passion. He taught me to never let myself down and always look ahead because that is the most important part of the ride..What's in front of you. I'll miss you forever Fro. Save a spot in the treefort for me.

Jeff, was one of the funniest storytellers I have ever met. Especially on the Sunday Morning Ride, everyone would stop talking and listen to Jeff, with everyone laughing. He was loved by everyone who met him. A bigger-than-life personality and a good friend.

Jeff always keep tools with him where ever he traveled. Once on the Sunday Morning Ride, the group pulled into Pt. Reyes for breakfast at the Station House. I got off my bike and walked behind it as I took off my helmet....

Jeff see you down the road. Love Auntie Maggie