How I Tracked Down My Stolen Harley Only to Find It With a Struggling Single Mom
The young woman standing in that empty parking lot had no idea she was selling my stolen 1978 Harley Davidson. She wiped tears from her cheeks as she begged me to meet her price: $8,500. Her name was Sarah Mitchell, and she was twenty-eight years old. She held her sick four-year-old daughter’s hand, her voice … Read more