"Fortune Family, Liberty for Life: The words in this statement are strong and profound. What do the words mean though? When I was younger I went to the beach and wanted to learn to body surf. I was going to learn at any cost, even though I was warned about the rip tide and undertow. A wave hit me that I couldn’t handle and it drove me under. I was going to die. At the last moment, I remembered someone telling me that if this happened not to fight the current, just let it take me and if I held on long enough it would let me go and I could stand again. I let go and let the current take me. Just before I thought I couldn’t make it any longer the current subsided and I stood up. I almost drowned because of a dangerous situation I put myself in, but I let go and stopped fighting and trusted in something stronger than myself.
I struggled later in life and just when I thought I had hit that rock bottom feeling again, I stopped fighting myself and my new BFMC family had been here the whole time waiting for me to let go, stop fighting the current of life, and finally stand up. From that first day they welcomed me with open arms and have continued to welcome me to the family. That’s what Fortune Family, Liberty for Life means to me. If you are at your rock bottom and need help or are just looking for a family that will accept you at whatever point you are in your life, The Brothers of Fortune MC is there for you. Now I am a member of this family and we will show you that if you find your fortune in true family you will have real liberty in your life.”
"I am blessed to introduce myself as the first Lady Rider to join the Brothers of Fortune. I hesitantly joined a small, close knit RC despite reservations based on very negative biker club experiences as a woman who rode. I stood up with them as a Patch for the MC that we have become because my past experience stood no chance of overshadowing the acceptance, opportunity and community that my Brothers extended to me from the day I pulled up to their old club house with a repair kit and a flat rear tire at midnight or later. I was not strong enough to get the plug needle into the tire on my own and I needed an air compressor. No less than 5 individuals who hardly knew me took the time to come out, offering me expertise, muscles and good company that I needed that night. Fast forward 6 months and find me catching up over a cup of coffee, taking down notes on a patch's symbolism, and asking myself if I was willing to leave my baggage (which included both bad biker memories and a recently discovered unplanned pregnancy) at the door and join up with some of the kindest, most honest people I had ever met. As I drank my espresso shake and explained that they were probably not looking for a pregnant chic with reservations that rode as an independent just to avoid the club culture and drama, the man I now respect as my Pres stole my every excuse and laid to rest my many fears with one question: "Your family is likely willing to watch your baby if you have to go to the doctor, but who is going to watch him when you need to ride your motorcycle?”
Suddenly I realized that I was not going to be joining a "biker gang,” but rather entering into a new family. A family that loved each other well and loved what I loved and that practiced family first as an integral part of who they were. I was single, 7 months away from raising my first child and barely less than a year free from an addiction that had threatened to ruin my life for the second time. I needed a village. I needed a community of those who loved to ride, were committed to protecting their rights as Americans, and who had an end goal of changing the public perception of bikers by being the change they wanted to see. I needed to be accepted without reservation. I was offered all of this and more in exchange for my loyalty, love, and acceptance given to those who were to become my brothers both immediately and in the future. The incredible span of personalities, varied walks of life and minds that were open that I saw present in just the original club members were indicative of who the club was going to become over time. Over the course of 9 months, 7 of which I have the honor of being present for, we have nearly doubled in size (to include another Lady Rider and several Lady prospects and hangarounds) , stood up as an MC, and contributed to as many charitable and community events as we have had opportunity to be a part of. I am proud to be the first female patch holder in this family because I feel like I am a good example of what a sister to my brothers should be without being one ounce of perfect in any way. Women in a club must love riding more than than they love drama, attention or gossip if they are going to be positive contributor to a club. They have a special obligation to respect each other and to cheer each other on in order to foster a future in which a Lady Rider is not a surprising thing to see. I am blessed beyond measure that my Brothers made room for me and that they will be there to support and encourage me in raising my son. I am committed to be the best possible version of me in order to do my part to support the success of this family and its goals. I am proud to be the first Lady Rider for the Brothers of Fortune. I am Siren."
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