Oakwood Estates is different now. Property values have actually gone up—not because we banished a 68-year-old biker, but because we embraced diversity and fought injustice.
Bradley Morrison moved out shortly after his removal; rumor has it he’s still upset that his plan backfired so spectacularly.
I kept my corner lot. My Harley stays parked in my driveway. And if anyone says it’s an “eyesore,” I invite them to join me for a ride. Because nothing destroys prejudice faster than the wind in your face and the open road ahead.
My fines were refunded. My home is mine again. And the neighborhood learned that you should never underestimate the power of a united community—especially one that rides together.
