I moved my father's 71 Honda CB500 to the garage over the weekend. My son Larry, little Joe, and I dismantled it in hopes of cleaning it up and restoring it. My Dad found this old bike in a ditch quite a long time ago. The owner had run off the road into the water filled ditch and was completely submerged and had abandoned it. Dad pulled it out cleaned it up as well as he could and got it running again. After registration he rode it for a number of years before his death. Now it is my turn to clean it up. It probably will take a year or two. A large number of small steps will facilitate a long journey. It is one of the few things I have of my father and as I scrape, sand, paint, replace, rebuild, and hopefully ride it again I will remember my Father over and over again.
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