It is so.
My late, lamented, and lost-to-me Ballabio I bought while Kathi was getting her master’s in Boston.
I did not tell her. It seemed the safest thing to do.
That was error.
I promised not to do that again.
So, as she is in George just now, I thought it prudent to mention all of this to her on the telephone this morning.
She used her well-honed wife, and middle school teacher skills to say that I “should do it if I feel it right.”
Men married more than a day or two see the trap there.
But I am musing about it.
The reality is that I am so smitten by my V 85 and pleased with my Stornello and EV, all three of the present occupants of the Moto Grappa, that it is difficult rationally to justify such a purchase now.
At 78 next month, I’m not sure that I want Kathi and my executor to go through anytime soon what the OP is just now.
Yes, I can see what I’m doing up above, and it’s not working.
Lord, that’s a sweet machine.
Bill