Never Again - Day 2

A beautiful day to ride in beautiful country. Our God certainly did a masterful job of dressing these mountains. The air is crisp and a little damp. We all arrived in Harrisburg, VA safe and sound.

During our dinner tonight Andy Retti shared more of his story. See the ring, if you look real close (enlarge the picture), you will see a little ring inside of a showcase ring. Briefly let me share, that is his mother's ring. She was a Holocaust survivor, his Dad did not survive. The enemy was taking all of the jewelry away from the Jewish people, so, she hid the ring in her baby's diaper, Andy's. Years later she wore it on a necklace and when he found it, he made a showcase ring to show her ring off. It is a ring only worn at special events like, Never Again.

You say that was a long time ago and they ought to be over it....

Well, first of all, those memories do not go away.

Secondly, less than six weeks ago, he and some other Jewish men in their 70's, rode their motorcycles to peacefully protest a Palestinian residence in Canada. They had done it for several years. When they arrived, approximately 30 policemen were there, approximately 200 Palestinians in their 20 - 40's, also awaited their arrival. Now, the odds are severe, the age was quite lopsided and the young men were armed, while the Jewish men were just holding some placards and flags. The young men attacked the Jewish men and were beating them. The police stood and watched as the elderly men were beaten to a place they were bleeding. The only person arrested that day, a Jewish doctor. What was he doing wrong? He was bandaging one of the elderly Jewish men who had a head wound and did not move his motorcycle soon enough.

This type of behavior seems to happen way to often and when you have the honor, the presence to listen to stories like this, you become more determined to make a ride from Scranton, PA to Boca Raton, FL -

Thanks for your prayers.