PCRs Ride in Remembrance of Kim Briggs and Jon Cook

“Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,

Tears from the depths of some divine despair

Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,

In looking on the happy autumn fields,

And thinking of the days that are no more.”

--Alfred Tennyson

 Kim Hardy Briggs

1951 - 2015

Jonathan Lane Cook

1955 - 2016

Today the PCRs rode the Salt Lake Marathon Bike Ride in memory of our brothers Kim Briggs and Jon Cook.  We have many fond memories of raising our families together with them.

We got started a little late because it has been so long since Sexy Legs has ridden with the PRCs that he forgot he needed to be on time!  His performance, however, showed he has not forgotten how to ride.  Scott Jensen aka Mr. GQ showed up stylin’ with his bright orange helmet and fancy bike.  His performance was worthy of his high-class gear.  John Stringham, the mystery man, showed up, but only for a while!  He was soon lost in the sea of cyclists never to be seen again.  He claims he finished, but there are no witnesses.  John, if it ain’t on Strava it did not happen.  You better learn that if you are going to ride with us.  Baby Face James, who rides with us once a year in the marathon bike ride showed up as well.  To look at him you would think he was 15 years of age, but he claims he has a child who is 19.  Hmm, wonder how that happened?  See you next year James.  Craig the “Younger Hale” showed up, kinda.  After a couple of miles his tire went flat.  He taught his older brother the Pirate’s Code “You fall behind; you get left behind”.  And though Younger Hale is 10 years younger than his brother Prez, Younger Hale never caught up to his geriatric brother.  Mr. T joined the crew for the ride this year.  His energy is boundless.

At the conclusion of the ride the group gathered at Les Madeleines located by the old downtown Salt Lake library where world famous chef Romina Rasmussen purveys her Kouign amann, a crusty cake.  Here is where Big Man and Mr. T really came to life.  When the PCRs arrived the store was not opened, but if you know Big Man you know that he will not take no for an answer.  He talked his way into the pastry shop, and Mr. Money Bags T gave the clerk a hefty tip for letting the group warm themselves inside early. Big Man bought a round of Kouign amann for this band of brothers.  The scent of the pastries soon wafted into the downtown streets of Salt Lake, beckoning dozens of patrons to the shop.  The PCRs consumed their treats and soon found themselves in a sugar induced coma,.  In that state of mind, Big Man and Mr. T persuaded the PCRs and the rest of the restaurant patrons to sing, you got, “Oh What a Beautiful Morning” and it was.               

 "Now pay attention, there are a lot of riders and it's early"

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If I get a flat, just leave me behind.... REALLY?

I'M BACK!

 Anyone seen Stringham?

 Ready, Get Set, EAT!

During this ride we all spent a few minutes “thinking of the days that are no more”, when we were with Kim and Jon.  We look forward to when we will all sing together “Oh What a Beautiful Morning” as we roll along smooth roads, tail winds at our backs, gazing upon the beautiful vistas of God’s creation.  Vicki and Liz, we love you and are thinking of you.

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