“I have no home. My home is where my extra luggage is, and where the car is stored, and where I happen to be getting mail at the time. My home is AMERICA.” –Ernie Pyle
On this 70th anniversary of Ernie Pyle’s death, I reflect on how close this quote is to the spirit of a motorcyclist. Pyle’s skill as a writer endeared him to all those who served in WWII because he told their stories better than anyone else.