My Middle Aged, Dirt Biking Angel — I Still Don't Know What I'm Doing

Good morning! If you watched my testimony video, thank you very much. That was an incredibly hard thing to do but it was healing on so many levels. So many of you reached out and I appreciate that so much. It is amazing what truth and honesty can do.

So let's get back to the story. You will remember from my last actual post that I had shattered my lower leg in a dirt bike wreck and was completely helpless as far as working goes. I was in a wheelchair and ordered not to put any weight on my left leg at all. The pain was excruciating and I couldn’t even drive. I had no employees and no idea how I was going to keep the ball rolling. Then another miracle happened.

While talking about what to do with my wife, Ruth mentioned a buddy of mine that wasn’t working full time and said I should call him. I truthfully had no other options so I gave him a ring. I told him what had happened and he immediately said, “Sure man, when should I pick you up tomorrow?” Not only was he going to come and turn wrenches (he has owned his own shop before) but he was going to drive from Delta every morning and take me and my wheelchair to work too! I couldn’t believe it, I had exploded my leg on Saturday morning, had surgery that day, made it to my sons birthday party and was going to be to work on time Monday morning! It was incredible!

My friend had, at one time, been a professional motocross and supercross racer and had broken himself so many times that he understood my situation better than anyone so, Monday came and Jeff showed up right on time and drug me down to the shop. He helped me into the wheel chair, grabbed my keys, opened the door and said “What’s first?” We hadn’t mentioned money or how long I would need him or any details and he was all in, 100%. I wheeled in, looked at the work orders and we went to work. It was seamless and easy. I finally got the courage up to ask what I would need to pay him and he just said “whatever you can afford, I don’t really need the money, I just want to help.” I couldn’t believe it. I was about to cry. The weight of the world had crashed down on me the same moment that the 450 had crushed my leg but less than 3 days later a middle aged, dirt bike riding angel was lifting it up enough so that I could breathe. Without Jeff Scott and his generosity I can honestly say that Highland Cycles would have probably closed that winter. I will forever be in his debt even though he wouldn’t agree!

I am keeping this one short because the next dip in the roller coaster will take a little longer to talk about. Thank you so much for reading again, I absolutely love seeing all of the stats about how many people have read it and where you are all from. I would love to know more about all of you and your stories so please feel free to comment below here or send me an email at morgan@highland-cycles.com I won’t mention any names, I promise. Having a community can help people get through tough times and I would love to listen and help any of you because I have been helped so many times by amazing people.

And even if it is a terrible day I know you can find at least 3 things to be grateful for. Mine are Spring in Colorado, Lots of work to do at the shop and my friend Anna being ok after a big wreck last weekend.

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