I think it's the combination of our fragile (or not so fragile) egos wishing to believe that we have affected others enough for them to remember us.

It's fascinating really. I love being only a name, and it was with great trepidation that I went to meet some mudcatters here in London.

I'm glad I did. If the few I met are a good indication of the general MC population, we are a varied and wonderous crowd.

Being "named" isn't what's important, friends, it's BEING.

..xx..e