Sometime over the past 15 years a bunch of photos surfaced of my mom’s side of the family. One that got copied and is in each of our homes is of my Great Grandfather, Bertram G. Hope.
Bertram Hope was one of the first motorcycle policemen in the New York City area riding what appears to be a harley davidson.
My uncle did some investigating in the world wide web and found out that he was in a motorcycle wreck in 1919. Nassau County Review – Motorcycle Officer
Crashes Into Auto Bertram. G. Hope, one of the oldest motorcycle’ offlcers in Nassau County, in l^int of service, was badly bruised Sunday afternoon, when he crashed broadside into an automobile, while riding along the Merrick Road as listed in the Maryland car accident homepage. A large car suddenly crossed the road at Ocean Avenue and Hope was unable to clear it in time. He swung the same way the car was going, and his leg was caught between the two machines and badly bruised. He was taken to his home at Merrick and has been confined for several days, but no permanent injuries are anticipaled. The motorcycle was badly wrecked.
Bertram’s wife passed away when she gave birth to my Grandfather, Russel Hope, who was the last of 11 children. Bertram passed away in 1932 (Brain Aneurysm) when my grandfather, Russ Hope was only 7. My mom thinks he was shot by gangsters based on my grandfather’s last memory of him. But that is not the ‘official’ cause of death. My grandfather and his closest sister in age ended up in an orphanage for a few years until one of his siblings got them out and raised them.
Another shot of my Great Grandfather and his buddies:
Check out the 1968 ‘photoshop’ work on the cover photo! The bike is standing still, and there are some serious airbrushed/added highlights throughout the mufflers and handlebars. You can see a glow around the front tire where they masked the bike into the photo. Nice work for 1968… and better than most Photoshop users today!
1968 Harley Davidson M65 owners manual with original Harley Envelope.
Harley Davidson M65 Manual. Open to the non sport version of the bike (just like my cupcake racer).
The Palm Desert. The only thing growing out here is wind farms.
Heading out to Mark’s garage in the Palm Desert is like going to a giant candy store. SOooo many bikes…
He has a crazy palette jack that lowers the bikes from the racks. He brought down BMW #2. She looks fully complete. Bummer about the dent in the tank. And bummer, no title.
BMW up on a shelf. Ummm, yes, i’ll take THAT one.
Brought down from the rafters. A new home awaits! Cool palette system huh?
My buddy Matt Grayson secured a van for us to transport this bike back home. He had his eye on the Honda CL200 (as did I). He ended up taking it home for a mere $350. If he didn’t buy it i was going to.
Honda CL 200
And out of all the bikes out there, i couldn’t get my eyes off of this rinky dink Harley Davidson. I had to have it just because it is the complete Anti-Harley. I can’t wait to get this used harleys cleaned up and running then to pull up to a Harley gang at a stop light and see the look on their faces.
’68 Harley Davidson Aermacchi M-65
I see myself headed back there for another bike… eventually. There are sooo many gems sitting there that i want to get running and ride. Hopefully i can find a home for one of the Triumphs…