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At a a lot youthful age, me and my buddies used to continuously preach on what qualities would make for the prefect potential bride. The standard assortment of feedback would floor repeatedly, principally having to do with sexual appetites and whether or not stated ladies’s household owned a pizza store, brewery or, in the end, a bike dealership. This was again in my early 20s when most of my using buddies have been of the identical age and usually underpaid as are most people of this age. This meant the very problem of proudly owning a operating bike was a little bit of a problem, therefore, we imagined marrying right into a household who owned and operated a bike dealership would clear up all of our issues – monetary and mechanical- without delay.


After getting married some years later, these youthful conversations pale from view because the day by day realities of working a number of jobs and being fortunately married mixed to assist me overlook about such foolish, unrealistic fantasies. However wouldn’t it, I really simply missed out on being married into a bike household. Throughout a vacation dinner some 10 years in, my spouse’s household revealed that they’d, certainly as soon as been proprietors of a Harley-Davidson dealership right here in my native Western Pennsylvania, a proven fact that made what little hair I nonetheless have left stand on finish. My mom in-law promptly whipped out an aged leather-based photograph album that was chock full of fantastic photos from Probst Harley-Davidson, a dealership opened by her late father again within the Nineteen Thirties. The pictures have been putting and full of fantastic interval particulars, with members of the family and a crew of shoppers gathered across the small, neighborhood dealership having fun with one another’s firm and dealing on their shiny, full-dressed bikes. Their leather-based polit’s caps, chrome-rimmed goggles and color-coordinated leather-based using gear lent perception right into a far completely different time and the pristine Knuckleheads and Flatheads have been clearly prized possessions for these working-class riders.

My spouse’s mom started sharing tales of serving to out within the store’s small components division after faculty the place she rolled up the sleeves of her clothes and washed engine bits in sinks filled with foul-smalling gasoline. “There have been big rides on weekends- gypsy excursions they known as them- the place my mother and father and dozens of mates would journey off for lengthy journeys to rallies and area meets in neighboring states,”
she recalled wistfully.  Riders have been of a far more durable breed again then, as most of the store’s regulars would merely strip away the lighting tools and saddlebags, and make the most of their on a regular basis rides to compete in grueling hare scrambles races, off-road competitions and cross-country  excursions. And all this aboard inflexible framed V-twins with poor (by in the present day’s requirements) brakes, tank-shift gearboxes and kickstarters, no much less.

The pictures have been compelling sufficient to make me daydream about what it should have bene like being a motorcyclist in these days, and over the previous 29 years collectively, my spouse has slowly revealed much more images and her household deeper particulars about these days. The household store closed within the late Nineteen Fifties, by which period Harley dealerships had turn out to be far slicker and extra uniform in look. The previous household garage-turned-bike-shop would have by no means made the minimize.

Nonetheless, it’s enjoyable to think about that I almost did obtain my teenage dream of marrying into a motorcycle dealership, solely I turned up about 30 years too late. Managing editor Kim Love, my bride of 29 years, has penned a captivating column about ladies riders and the household store I the present, April/Could situation which is nicely price a glance. Within the meantime, dig on the photographs above, that are a part of an upcoming Legacy photograph essay slated for this fall.