brianbeemer
May 22nd, 2008, 7:24 pm
Hello,
I am writing to say that Brian died quite suddenly on March 31st, and I am very, very sad and totally undone in many ways. We had our 20th wedding anniversary while he was in hospital. He was only 59 years old - we don't know yet why he died but we have a good idea what some of the cause was - there will be an inquest, and we will learn more out at that time.
So instead of being on the back of the bike on our planned trip out west this month, I am sitting here writing to all of you - I have read many of these memorials, and so I feel sure you will understand.
I want to let all of you know how much Brian enjoyed this forum. I remember last autumn when he posted something about the tar snakes that almost did us in when we were riding down from Maine through New Hampshire and then into the top of Haverhill, Massachusetts. He managed to keep us from going down and from plowing into an oncoming 4x4. But this was not the first time Brian did such a thing. He kept our Grumman Tiger going when one of the pistons went as we were flying from Lewes Delaware to Gaithersburg Maryland. He managed to get the skies cleared and we went straight in without approach/finals, and I sat there and did my best to be silent! And also, one summer in Greece, on a 34' sailboat off Ithaca, in a squall that blew us 2 miles in a few minutes in 0 visibility, he was up on deck tying down a sail that decided not to stay down, and I almost lost him overboard. OK, that was somehow the end of my fear of flying (strange!) and it was the end of his wish to set up a little sailing school somewhere on the Med. Anyway, I wish he could have done the same for his body - pulled the rabbit out of the hat, so to speak... Instead, there is a good possibility he was given a drug to which he was highly allergic, and his whole white blood cell production crashed out before the docs figured out what was happening.
We set up a geocache (MotorcycleR&B) called Bikers in the Park in the UK, and our family is setting a cache very near his gravestone at West Parish Cemetery in Andover. It will be a travel bug hotel called Bikers Rest... I hope all you bikers will visit, and think fondly of Brian, and take the bugs traveling - think of Brian who has been a biker since he could stand, practically, first regular pedal bikes, and as soon as he could get a license (age 16) motorcycles.
In tears,
Ruth
I am writing to say that Brian died quite suddenly on March 31st, and I am very, very sad and totally undone in many ways. We had our 20th wedding anniversary while he was in hospital. He was only 59 years old - we don't know yet why he died but we have a good idea what some of the cause was - there will be an inquest, and we will learn more out at that time.
So instead of being on the back of the bike on our planned trip out west this month, I am sitting here writing to all of you - I have read many of these memorials, and so I feel sure you will understand.
I want to let all of you know how much Brian enjoyed this forum. I remember last autumn when he posted something about the tar snakes that almost did us in when we were riding down from Maine through New Hampshire and then into the top of Haverhill, Massachusetts. He managed to keep us from going down and from plowing into an oncoming 4x4. But this was not the first time Brian did such a thing. He kept our Grumman Tiger going when one of the pistons went as we were flying from Lewes Delaware to Gaithersburg Maryland. He managed to get the skies cleared and we went straight in without approach/finals, and I sat there and did my best to be silent! And also, one summer in Greece, on a 34' sailboat off Ithaca, in a squall that blew us 2 miles in a few minutes in 0 visibility, he was up on deck tying down a sail that decided not to stay down, and I almost lost him overboard. OK, that was somehow the end of my fear of flying (strange!) and it was the end of his wish to set up a little sailing school somewhere on the Med. Anyway, I wish he could have done the same for his body - pulled the rabbit out of the hat, so to speak... Instead, there is a good possibility he was given a drug to which he was highly allergic, and his whole white blood cell production crashed out before the docs figured out what was happening.
We set up a geocache (MotorcycleR&B) called Bikers in the Park in the UK, and our family is setting a cache very near his gravestone at West Parish Cemetery in Andover. It will be a travel bug hotel called Bikers Rest... I hope all you bikers will visit, and think fondly of Brian, and take the bugs traveling - think of Brian who has been a biker since he could stand, practically, first regular pedal bikes, and as soon as he could get a license (age 16) motorcycles.
In tears,
Ruth