Vale, sorry I couldn't be there, requiescat in pace. JL
Hope it was as good a day as it could have been to all involved. Hats off to Chris C for all he has done to support the family and all Darrens mates interstate... Same to others who offered to pick up friends, or strangers to give em a lift... Well done RIP Boky, You had more friends than you knew
T'was a good day and a good ceremony. Agg's eulogy was incredible and I believe that there liberally wasn't a dry eye in the house! (It's very odd to be crying and smiling at the same time). They put Boky's helmet and gearsack on the coffin so we could all follow that gearsack one last time as he was carried out to the chorus of 20-odd revving motorcycles. It was Agg's last paragraph that did it for me and I can't do it justice by remembering it word for word so please feel free to correct me: "I don't wan't you to rest in peace Boky. I want you out there revving the hell out of your VFR and giving it heaps...." Chris and Boky's schoolfriend Dr Marcus .... also delivered moving talks and Agg also did a brilliant presentation of stills and video of Boky's rides and drinks with mates. It was very sad but uplifting too.
Yep, I go away for a few days and come back to this :-( Thanks for the memories Bokie (and photo exchanges)... and ...must not forget... kind thoughts for yr friends that were with you at the time. alx
It was indeed. Couldn't ask for a better send off. I was also crying and smiling at the same time. There were 21 bikes doing the salute, I think I counted at least 8 VFR's. I'll remember that day, and the day of Boky's crash, for the rest of my life. I thoroughly enjoyed getting pissed in the hotel pool afterwards too. When I mentioned that my plans were "if I drink too much, I won't be going back to Bris today" I was handed a beer
Twas fantastic all the way down to the cunts that booked a VFR rider for doing a U Turn across double lines to join the rear of the bike procession not all that far from the church
Yep, the pricks knew damn well what was going on too. If there are any Qld cops reading this, ring those fucking pricks in Warwick and tell them what bunch of cunts they are. Chris, Hayden and Kelly had gone to see them when helping to organise Boky's funeral. They had even 'offered' to stop the traffic for us. When we got the lights in Warwick, bikes stopped the traffic so everyone could go through as a group. Same thing at the roundabouts. So they booked Gordo for crossing double white lines, then watched at least a dozen bikes go through a red light where we had stopped the traffic. FFS it was a funeral procession. You'll have to forgive me for thinking that all traffic cops are cunts.
I'm sad to report that a member of the overclockers forum that attended the funeral did not make it home Maddy and Ben met through the forum and married only months ago http://www.overclockers.com.au/mc/forums/showthread.php?t=9863 Yesterday afternoon my life fell apart. We met at the 2004 Sydney Motorcycle Show. We had both missed each other on every ride for the past 6 months when either she had been there and i had not, or the other way around. It turned out perfectly though as no one else turned up to the morning meet point which allowed me to meet and spend 6 hours with the women i quickly realised i wanted to spend the rest of my life with. A month later we were a couple. Life had never been so good and only got better over the next 8 months. For 6 of them i had wanted to ask her to marry me as i knew it could never get better than what i had but i couldn't afford a ring. So i held off. And off. And off. Then when i ended up with enough money, i realised there was no way i could choose a ring for her. I just didn't know what she wanted. It ate at me for ages. Then, in the most romantic setting (our back yard as we were about to go out to a BBQ ) i just blurted it out. And with a huge grin and no hesitation she said yes. Though i didn't think it could, my life got even better. I truly was the luckiest man on earth. We were married on North Brother Mountain, 30kms south of Port Macquarie. We spent the morning riding the Oxley Hwy with some of the best friends you could ask for then got married in our leathers. 3 more of the best months of my life followed. She was the most kind and generous and giving person. She loved everybody. She would start coversations with strangers and all of a sudden we had a new friend. The sheer anguish and sorrow on the faces and in the voices of those i have told let me know again the fact that everybody loved her too. But there was never any doubt of this as 30 seconds in her company and all of your issues seem to disolve. The meerest of touches on my arm no matter how upset i was would calm me. And now, when i need her most, she is gone. She died yesterday in a motorcycle accident 30kms south of Glouster. I did everything i could to keep her alive but there was nothing anyone could do and i know no way of giving my life for someone after the fact though i dearly wish i did. The above is only an overview of my time with her. Every moment was special and i remember every one. You knew her as Maddy. I knew her as my heart, my soul and my wife and i am nothing now without her. Ben
I heard this at Shadows place after we arrived there from Warwick. We were sitting around in disbelief that yet another person was gone. I've been riding 25 years and I've been to 1 biker funeral for a mate in that time (2 now with Boky's) and yet the online motorcycle community in Sydney have now lost 3 riders in a short period. It beggers belief... Deepest sympathy to Maddy's family and friends. G-S and Jodie
One is bad, two just really shocks you. Given that I once had the misfortune to go to 3 funerals in 3 days, it always worried me that I might end up callous after all that. I'm relieved to find that I haven't. Condolences to all, I never had the good fortune to meet Boky and probably never would have met Maddy, but it doesn't stop it being any less shocking. Stuart T
