Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there, I do not sleep.

Now do not stand at my grave and weep:

I am not there, I do not sleep.

Now on my Harley in the evening glow,

I am that sound of a thousand winds that blow;

My chrome is the diamond glints on snow;

My headlight the sunlight on ripened grain;

I am riding just ahead of the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush,

In the distance I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight;

And as I ride on across the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry:

I am not there. I did not die.

I am now riding with Henchmen in the sky.

I am not there. I did not die.

I am now riding with Henchmen in the sky.

Do not stand at my grave and cry:

I am not there. I did not die.

I am now riding with Henchmen in the sky.

William " MAC"  McGuiness, Sr.

HMCL

September 26, 1946 - March 31, 2006

RANDY RIGDON

HMCSJ

April 23, 2001

JIM EDWARDS

HMCL

April 17th, 2004

Fredrick  "  Big Fred "  Thomas Avilez

HMC

Albert "  Little AL "  Whalen

HMC

April 14th, 1963 - October 16th, 2000