"They call me Harley. I've been dressing like this since I was kid. I ain't had a drink in 30 years and I don't do dope no more, I've straightened up. I just get on my Harley and take off when it’s warm.
I lost my brother from cancer in 2010. My brother was my biggest influence and my best friend. I lost my older sister and my nephew to cancer, too. My dad committed suicide on July 2nd, 1992. He hung himself. I’m the only one left." - Harley, Portland