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This is how I will remember Keith. My friends were stunned that day when Keith shared his age (less than a month shy of 94). He came out for...

I was planning to bike—not hike—today. But then I was jarred this morning by the unexpected, and very sad news, that a friend's husband ...

The last time I saw Bob, he needled me (as he was wont to do) about retiring. Little did we imagine that the door would close on my professi...

Today's ride honored the memory of a friend's husband, suddenly and unexpectedly lost earlier this year. Our easy East Bay route in...

The last time someone asked me about Steve was the day he drew his final breath. At the time, I had no idea. Ride leaders have their own sty...

I was surprised, two months ago, that Doug didn't join us when we rode to remember Jon . Doug (sporting a Death Ride jersey) is the tall...

The chapel was filled with Ellen's family and friends and colleagues. They shared stories and memories of a woman who was involved with ...

Winter rains have started to green the hills, but today the sun shone upon us. We gathered in memory of Jon . His wife and son, his friend...

The day was clear and although it warmed up in the hills south of Hollister, somehow there was a refreshingly cool breeze. This is how Jon w...

I opened the email message and burst into tears. My heart raced, my stomach knotted. I felt sick. The life of my friend and colleague, Bil...

This might have been a story about another beautiful day spent cycling with friends. A story about my uncertainty about being able to bike...

As I made my way through Germany , Austria , and Switzerland over the past few weeks, I always found a church to light a candle in memory o...

The inevitable day comes, when mother and child must part forever. Two months ago, Mom was tottering about independently at home. Her memo...

Evi gave me the Milky Way. By day, we gathered at the university for a small technical summit. By night, we gathered high in the Colorado ...

Letting go is the hardest part. I promised myself that I would not go to extraordinary lengths to prolong her life. To do otherwise seemed...

I will remember your goofy faces, your sharp wit and exquisite puns, the ease with which you would ride alongside us and snap photos—no hand...

I discovered the Low-Key Hillclimbs when the series resumed in 2006, curious to see whether they really meant that everyone was welcome. (...

There are places I'll remember All my life, though some have changed Some forever, not for better - John Lennon, In My Life Our lives in...

Tonight it was time for a somber event, the annual Ride of Silence . Around the globe, at 7:00 P.M. local time, riders set out to remember ...