Tuesday, October 6, 2015. The big wreck was on October 6, 1985. Thirty years ago today I awoke to a cool, Minnesota fall morning, bright and crisp. Bob and I walked over to the Twin Cities Marathon as we always do, but we had a beautiful afternoon ahead of us and the Harley was beckoning. It looked like a great day for a ride in the country. Surgery to repair the broken leg was something of a patch job and, in fact, the leg remained broken for several years following our accident. I broke a couple of.

Wednesday, April 6, 2016. We thought Tuesday would be an easy day, and it certainly started off that way. We felt we were home when we crossed the border into Wisconsin, not far from Illinois. The sleet got worse but turned to a cold rain by the time we crossed the St. Croix River into Minnesota in the early afternoon. Practice Safe Text in Tennessee. During the long drive through Illinois, as th.