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Gino Bartali rescuing nearly 800 people from extermination during World War II is a strong contender.
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Almost five years ago my older brother was horribly killed when coming home from a ride. he was an experienced road racer and an excellent cyclist. His luck just ran out that day when the driver of an SUV didn't see him, and clobbered him head on while making a left turn.
Anyway, my online friends, most of whom I'd never met, were moved by this. They shut down Velocipede Salon for a day and put up a picture of my brother. People from Paceline and Vsalon raised some cash for my Nephew's college fund, and StephenCL amazingly donated all the profit from the sale of his team kits that year to my Nephew. I was incredibly moved by this and so was my dad. Someday I'll tell my nephew about this act of kindness and I'm certain he will be too, as he is such a thoughtful, intelligent person. He's doing much better these days, but he still worries when I go off on a bike ride. I have go as I'm crying all over my Lenovo laptop. So anyway, thanks again everyone.
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This is also just a friendly PSA to be careful out there. Never in a million years did I think this would happen. Also, good stories above ^^^ :-)
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Way back in college, double flatted coming back in from a weekend solo training ride when I was still racing for the college team. A wonderful mother -- whose son raced at Oklahoma -- scooped me up from the local convenience store, threw the bike in the minivan and gave me a lift back to campus.
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I remember that. It made me angry then, and still does to this day.
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Am very sorry to hear of your loss.
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So sorry to hear of your loss shinomaster. Thank you for sharing.
------------------------------------- A cyclist got my wife's stolen bike back to her, rather than buying it and keeping it. Pretty awesome. |
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Sorry for your loss. it reminds me how dangerous our sport can be!
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Thank for all the kind sentiments. It's still very hard as you might expect. Sadly, my brother and I had a falling-out of sorts, and I never got to reconcile before his accident. It made it all the more difficult to endure. So, my free advice, based on this experience, is to go tell all your loved ones how you truly feel ( unless you have nothing nice to say ). Life is a fleeting thing.
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A few years back, some friends and I took the ferry from Port Angeles into Victoria, Canada. The plan was to get off the ferry and do a century around the island.
Well, we're trying to figure out how to get out of the city. We had turned our cell service off, and we were trying to remember the map we looked at instead of having to stop at a coffee shop for wifi. So we asked an older guy on a townie bike for some directions. This guy launches into about 3 minutes of "turn left here, turn right here, go until you see this, turn left, turn right" to the point where our eyes glaze over and we realize that his directions were no help at all. We continue down a street that seems like a main street, through some lights, until we felt like we were probably on the right track. All the while, the mfer on the townie bike had been chasing us for maybe 2 miles. As we're stopped at a red light, he pulls up panting and sweating, and gasps "guys I'm so sorry. I think I told you the wrong directions. What you're going to want to do is...." and gives us another 3 minutes of directions. To me this is just wholesome. He was so concerned with leading us astray that he chased us down for miles to give us more help. |
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The story I like was the guy in a NYC shop (bike messenger IIRC?) who had crashed his bike, talking to the manager about how much it was going to cost to get it repaired. Unbeknownst to the rider, Robin Williams was in the shop and overheard the convo. Guy came back in to pick up his bike, and asked 'How much' and was told that Robin had picked up the tab for him... My personal one is a little smaller--Craigslist 'Free Section' had a guy giving away some bike stuff--I picked up a free pair of mtb disk wheels, a restorable MtB frame and a couple of other things, including a cool old metal tool box that I've been storing one of my corded drills in to haul back and forth to job sites. The guy was packing up his residence and leaving the state... Last edited by paredown; 02-10-2019 at 02:13 PM. |
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