Karl Spivey

Surprised I'm first. So many memories of Karl. All happy. He's a cousin I've always looked up to. Who, but Karl, would let a scrawny 13-14 yr. old teenager take out his Ducati 450 on all day excursions. I had to jump on the kick starter with both feet sometimes. While trying to balance it. I can still hear his laugh when it would kick back and and throw me off. Always there with a smile. The Elk camps, fishing trips, summer reunions were all excuses I think. Excuses for this large family to...