Full Throttle September 2009

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with Mrs. Rossmeyer (Sandy). Looking at them one by one I could sense the enormous strength and bond in the family. A close friend of Bruce whom from what I understand was there the day of the accident took the microphone and delivered a powerful, honorable testimony for Bruce. The ceremony progressed and the children took the stand reading a letter they had written shortly before which was addressed to their dad; “had we known you would’ve gone this way, we would have never held you back from eating hot dogs” they wrote. Tears of laughter, tears of joy, tears of hope and tears of sorrow were shared with all. Certainly one of the most distinctful testimonial in my opinion came from Bruce’s granddaughter (Mandy’s daughter); Annie. Annie, in her early teens I presumed, stood there with composure and with strength I could only attribute to her monarchs. Annie proceeded and started to read from her own notes. It was apparent, I concluded, while she spoke her notes were her own. That is why I was blown away when she read one of my favorite portions of the Scripture (Ecclesiastes 3:1-14); There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven-- A time to give birth and a time to die; A time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted. A time to kill and a time to heal; A time to tear down and a time to build up. A time to weep and a time to laugh; A time to mourn and a time to dance. A time to throw stones and a time to gather stones; A time to embrace and a time to shun embracing. A time to search and a time to give up as lost; A time to keep and a time to throw away. A time to tear apart and a time to sew together; A time to be silent and a time to speak. A time to love and a time to hate; A time for war and a time for peace. What profit is there to the worker from that in which he toils? I have seen the task which God has given the sons of men with which to occupy themselves. He has made

look or with a handshake as if she was the one doing the comforting rather than us comforting her. Bruce’s body was taken away with his family for a private time. When I asked Bruce what legacy he wanted to leave and how he wanted people to remember him he said; “To be well respected in business and for peers to appreciate I love what I do. I would like to be remembered in the community for my philanthropy and giving back. My favorite charity among many is Camp Boggy Creek.” Bruce also added “I have achieved almost everything in life possible; a menagerie of very successful businesses and an absolute beautiful family; what more could I ask for?”

everything appropriate in its time. He has also set eternity in their heart, yet so that man will not find out the work which God has done from the beginning even to the end. I know that there is nothing better for them than to rejoice and to do good in one’s lifetime; moreover, that every man who eats and drinks sees good in all his labor--it is the gift of God. I know that everything God does will remain forever; there is nothing to add to it and there is nothing to take from it, for God has so worked that men should fear Him. It is as if a complete total and peaceful silence had come into the room. You could borderline feel the comfort people felt. The pastor came back on and concluded in summary that despite the circumstances, the believers could take refuge in the comfort of the knowledge of their hope to see Bruce again in heaven. The casket was taken away while people stood. The children and grandchildren were crying. Mrs. Rossmeyer walked along, was reaching out with a

Well Bruce, you have certainly succeeded in doing that and much more. The legacy you are leaving I believe is engraved in people’s hearts extending well beyond the biker community. As a child I often found myself on the receiving end of the generosity of individuals such as you. Thank you for all you have done. Thank you for leaving inspiration within most of us to carry on. Night Train To reach Night Train: FloridaFullThrottle@verizon.net Bruce Rossmeyer was killed in an accident while he was on his way to attend the Sturgis bike show in South Dakota; he was the owner of largest Harley Davidson dealership of the country, including the biggest Destination Daytona, which is near Daytona Beach off Interstate 95. Bruce Rossmeyer made his name and face indistinguishable with Harley Davidson through Television commercials and huge highway billboards, using his smash hit personality, he promoted Daytona Bike Week making it a huge success. He was 66-years-old at the time of his death and is survived by his wife “Sandy”, 5 children and 9 grandchildren. We extend

our sincere and profound sympathy to the family. Rest assured the Full Throttle family stands behind you 100%.


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