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Some of you may remember when I left banking in the mid '90s, and my friend Tom & I opened the most dramatic Harley-Davidson dealership in the NY Metro area, Liberty Harley-Davidson.  Then in 2000 I sold my half to Tom, retired, and attempted to stay home, play with motorcycles, dogs, sci-fi, etc.

. . . . then, in 2003 my friends Dan & Ray convinced me I should be "semi-retired" and become one of the Managing Partners of the Metro Group, and at Thanksgiving 2004 we opened the largest Honda store in the US, Sport Honda Powerhouse.  After about 4 years of all the craziness that goes with new businesses, I decided once again it was to to focus on those often-forgotten priorities that really are what life is all about. . . . like riding my bike, hanging out with Vito, working on the family web page, etc.

. . . . then, completely unexpectedly about a week ago an unsolicited opportunity crashed through my front door.  As it turned out, it really wasn't a great opportunity, just another opportunity to do more of what I have been trying to retire from.

But it's starting to appear that every time I decide to go home and take it easy, something unavoidable (or is it irresistible?) crashes through my roof.  How come?  Am I the only one who can't seem to have a quiet life - or do I subconsciously attract these situations to avoid the quiet life?

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