Jeffery Lyle Miller
WAXACHACIE, TEXAS — Jeffery Lyle Miller, 44, died Sunday, Sept. 7, 2003.
Mr. Miller was a lifelong resident of Sulphur. He
graduated from Sulphur High School in 1977. After high school, he served his
country for four years in the Navy. He was employed as a Senior Maintenance
Field Engineer for ABB Alstom.
I'm sure there are other's who knew Jeff Miller, (Reartire), better than I but we kinda hit it off on some messages on the MTF forum and when Jo and I scheduled the Bishop's Castle MTF Lunch, August of 2003, we told all the folks if they needed a place to stay, our home was open.
Jeff called me up and asked if he could stay with us the night before the run and he arrived early afternoon. Jeff Miller was a man that you could tell "loved life", his wife and his motorcycle! After getting him settled in our spare room, we had a good BS session and we talked about riding bikes, his work and we all thought it was way cool that both he and his wife and Jo and I were high school sweethearts! He told us of how he wandered around till one day he and his wife got back together, with a gleam in his eye you could just feel the love as he talked.
Jeff, was a Iron Butt rider and him and his "Big Valk" had lot's of future plans of LD rides. We got up the next morning and headed out to Bishop's Castle, poor Jeff, as the Valk was warming up, it just dropped off the side stand! We looked at it and laughed and picked up the bike, nothing seem to faze him. It was a great day of riding with the excellent folks of the MTF, Jeff really enjoyed exploring the heights of Bishops Castle, he was the only one "brave" enough to go to the top of the round tower, even it it swayed 100+ feet in the air!
At the lunch stop, Jeff made the rounds of the MTF folk, we all ate, we laughed and too soon it was over. Jeff headed back to Texas, letting us know if we were ever down his way, there'd be a bunk waiting for us! :) He bought a Concours and we talked about getting to ride together next summer, I was looking forward to it.
The news of his passing, was a jolt beyond words. How can someone so full of life go so quickly, the only thing that made it somehow better was that he was out riding his "Big Valk", when it happen and I'm sure up to the very moment of the accident he had a great big grin! Jeff, my friend, May you have "tailwinds and sunshine" while riding the backroads of forever!
As you can tell from BJ's report and you will be able to tell further as you read the additional comments from Jeff's MTF Friends. He had a profound affect on our life's during the short time that we knew him. Jeff only had 61 visits to the MTF, but he made the most out of those visits and we made a new friend.
A few select comments from Jeff's MTF Fiends:
Jeff was a good guy. I hadn't
seen him since our Mason trip, but was thinking about him when I was looking
at the Regency Bridge pictures. He was such an easy going guy
and you just naturally liked him. Doug
Hate to hear this. Only met him
the one time at the Mason lunch. He was the kind of guy you just
naturally took to. Guinn
This sure strikes close to home. Met
Jeff in Arkansas this last May. Saw him last at the Bishop Castle RTE. He
loved that Valkyrie. George
a good, genuine person. I met him at the PRFH. he asked me to come
over and look at his tire because he wanted my opinion. I chastised him for
riding on a tire in that condition and told him he needs to rectify that in
the morning at the Honda shop in Russellville. When i saw him on the forum
with 'reartire' as his username I couldn't help but laugh, nod my head and
think to myself that he learned his lesson. I saw him a couple of times
after that and considered him a road friend. Jason
I first met Jeff at the PRFH. Jeff had
never done a SS1000 before but was really excited about doing his first LD
ride. The first morning or the PRFH, he was a bit nervous. I tried to calm
him down and told him that if he could set in the saddle he had plenty of
time. Off he went to Boles. A bit later here comes Jeff back to the hotel.
He had gotten lost trying to get out of Russellville. He said the directions
just don't make sense. He wondered why he had to go to Boles instead of just
toot'n down the interstate. I told him because this is the Poker Run From
Hell. We had to add a little twist. I ask him for his map and assured him
that it wasn't that bad. Jeff didn't have a map. I laughed and dug out an
Arkansas map. Showed him how to go and off he went. Just another bit later
here comes Jeff. He wanted to give up. I told him that he was just
frustrated and then led him out of Russellville. I hung around the hotel
expecting him to come back again that morning.When he finally came in that
night he was smiling ear to ear. He got the name Reartire because his tire
was worn down to the cord after his first 1000 miles. So it got it replaced
and then did back to back 1000's for as SS2000. So he earned both the SS1000
and SS2000 on that ride. He was so happy and seemed to fit right into our
I met Jeff at the PRFH in Russellville and then again in Colorado City. There we talked a good bit about our similar paths (Navy and Motorcycles). We were to ride to the Cajun lunch together in October. This shows how much life sucks at times. I think the information more than the rain is why I peeled off and didn't ride with Bo's breakfast bunch. I wanted to be alone with my thoughts for a while. Actually I wish I could have just taken off and ridden for a few days in Jeff's memory. John
Some photos from the MTF Colorado Lunch