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|Red Knights New York Chapter 35|
|Red Knights Chapter 35
|Mission Statement: |
To promote motorcycle safety. To project a positive image of motorcycling. To enjoy the fraternity of FireFighters. To engage exclusively in social, charitable and educational activities directed at increasing the general understanding of, enjoyment of, competency, sportsmanship and participation in the sport of Motorcycling.
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If you are a firefighter and love to ride motorcycles, the Red Knights Motorcycle Club might be for you! Interested? We'd LOVE for you to join us! Stop through one of our meetings, join us on one of our Chapter Rides, or click on our "APPLICATIONS" link at the upper left of our page!
***Coming together is the beginning***
***Keeping together is progress***
***Working together is success***
Sorry, if we woke you in the middle of the night, but someone in your neighborhood is fighting for their life. Sorry, if we block the road and make you turn around, but there's been a bad wreck with children dying on the ground. When you see us coming I hope you'll understand, let us have the right away someone needs our helping hand. Sometimes a child is choking, sometimes a broken leg, sometimes a heart stops beating and when we get there it's to late. So, if you see us crying when we think we are alone, you'll know we had a bad one and we're feeling mighty down. We don't do it for the money you know we don't get paid. We don't do it for the glory, but the life we might have saved. Somewhere deep within us, our souls are crying out, we're here to help our neighbors in their hour of pain and doubt. God gave us something special to help us see you through, we do it cause we love you and care about you too.
| FIREFIGHTERS PRAYER|
When I am called to duty, God, Where ever flames may rage Give me the strength to save some life, Whatever be its age. Help me embrace a little child before it is too late; Or save an older person from The horror of that fate. Enable me to be alert, And hear the weakest shout, and quickly and efficiently To put the fire out. I want to fill my calling and To give the best in me; To guard my every neighbor and Protect his property And if, according to your will I have to give my life; Please bless with your protecting hand My children and my spouse. Author Unknown
A BIKER GOES TO HEAVEN
A man was riding his motorcycle along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He looked into the sidecar of his bike and saw a dog he had long ago.
He remembered dying and that the dog riding beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them. After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble... At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
He rode up and stopped the bike. He saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He called the dog and they walked toward the gate. As he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, 'Excuse me, where are we?' 'This is Heaven, sir,' the man answered. 'Wow! Would you happen to have some water?' the man asked.
'Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up.'
The man gestured, and the gate began to open. The biker said ‘No problem, we’ll just ride in.’
'I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept motorcycles or pets.'
The man thought for a moment and then turned back toward the bike. After the dog was settled in, he kicked the bike to life and continued the way he had been going. After a nice ride, at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence.
As he rolled up to the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.... 'Excuse me!' he called to the man. 'Do you have any water?' 'Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in.' 'How about my friend here?' the traveller gestured to the dog. 'There should be a bowl by the pump,' said the man.
He eased the clutch out, rolled through the gate and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it. The rider filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog.
When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was now standing by the tree.
'What do you call this place?' the biker asked. 'This is Heaven,' he answered. 'Well, that's confusing,' the traveller said 'The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.' 'Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell.' 'Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?' 'No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind.'
Ride Live Love. Don’t ever let anyone tell you that motorcycles and dogs aren’t allowed in Heaven. If they're not, I want to go where they are!
|RED KNIGHTS NEW YORK CHAPTER 35|