I've always been amazed that my dad has continued living his life as normally as he could after an accident that drastically reduced his mobility. I won't go into the details, but 40+ surgeries later, a number of skin grafts, and a handful of titanium rods, pins, and full-on bone replacements later, he's still doing as much as he can, and chased my brother and I around for as long as he could.
That same spirit I see in Talan Skeels-Piggins, who, twenty-plus years ago, suffered an unfortunate motorcycling accident that left him paralyzed from the chest down. Riders, however, no matter the circumstances, remain riders. We all still yearn for the open road and a motorcycle between our thighs. I recall my own bad crash ten years ago, when I got back on a motorcycle just two months after my shoulder, spine, and lungs had finally healed.
