Judging by the calls I have received this spring and summer, loud motorcycles have returned in abundance. In conversation with the people who call, and with others, they see these loud motorcycles as a curse, especially at three in the morning. I live almost smack in the middle of Clarkdale Meadows and I too can hear them on the highways and arterial roads around me.
The calls I receive implore me to have enforcement agencies do something about this issue. The problem with writing a column on this topic is that I am probably preaching to the choir and those who should read this won’t. READ ON