I'm not sure what made me think about this all of a sudden, but as much as I LOVE riding I thought, "man Im really gratefull my dad took the time to make motorcycles such a big part of my life as a kid!". Most parents nowdays are so protective of their kids, they cant do anything slightly "dangerous" much less learn to ride a motorcycle. Im so glad my dad wasnt one of those parents. He let me get banged up, bruised, and bloody nosed, when he felt it was a necessary lesson of life so I could grow up to be a stronger person for it. I know he never would have let me do anything exceptionally stupid that would have gotten me seriously hurt, but he knew where to draw the line. I think that is what a big problem today is. Kids are WAY to sheltered, and dont grow up learning one big lesson, which is...life cant HURT. One thing I can say when I was growing up, a lesson in pain usually was followed with a new found respect for whatever had dealt that pain out. I've gotten a little off topic so...sorry. Anyways I think most of the people on this site are probably lucky to have had that person in thier life that let them live a little "dangerously" and throw a leg over that motorcycle for the first time as a kid, and I salute each and every one of them. One thing I know is this, if and when I'm blessed enough to have kids I plan on passing that love and respect for motorcycles on to my childeren......... while all the other parents talk about what a horrible father I am!