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There aren't many threads I can sit and ready 9 pages in one setting. This is one of the few. Great stories, lots of feelings out there, and it all says a lot about Steve.
He'll be missed greatly by this community that he had a hand in starting.
Not many would have this type of outpouring or sharing.
There is hope.
RIP Steve, and condolences to all.
Steve Bruhn RIP
Dropping Logs At Some Of The Coolest Places On Earth
By Steve Bruhn/Motonews.com
I took a dump at the Waldorf Astoria. I pinched a loaf where Jesus walked. I fed the fish in the South Pacific. I have seen the world, and I left something special at some of the coolest places on earth. I don't remember when I made my first poop, probably after a few hours into my life, like everyone else. Since then I have seen some really cool places, all of which gave me the urge to sit down and, well, just crap.
I am lucky, I guess. I started as an Army brat and I still remember all the moving we did when I was small. I got "changed" in the car on the way to cool places like Yosemite and the Grand Canyon. Later in life, I went to school and to college. I moved on to the airline business before I moved up to full time moto goof off. Luckily I've had all kinds of chances to travel and see all kinds of strange bathrooms. One of my favorite towns is Amsterdam, which I used to fly to on business on the way to Israel. Amsterdam is an amazing place. It's a town that lets you do all the fun stuff someone else is always trying to stop you from doing. I saw nice ladys waving at me in the alleys. I walked through some bars and saw some people doing bong hits when I was on my way to the "WC" to squat and grunt. I love that place.
America has some fancy places in the northeast. Once I was at a student conference in DC and we went to the Capitol building to see some people starving themselves on the steps to make a point about something. I asked them where the bathroom was and took care of business, right there in the same building where our laws are made. It was awesome. After that I was in NYC for a weekend for a job interview, so I asked around, what was the fanciest place around. I took as Subway ride to the Waldorf Astoria hotel in Manhattan and walked past the fancy people in the lobby and found the dooker, and really let one fly, just for them.
I don't like California. Someone has already screwed up every public stopping place there is, and now they all have signs that read "Out of order." Everyone is lying about it too. Because they just want you to go somewhere else. Sheesh. Screw that place anyway. I found the bushes in Yosemite, and that is the nicest part of the state.
One of my most interesting trips was when I went to Jerusalem, where you can choose from Western or traditional ways of taking care of business. Jerusalem is a remarkable place full of people who come from all over the world to re-affirm what they believe in, even though they all believe something different. There is so much to see and so many lines to stand in. It's almost like Disneyland for the faithful. Just get a map, pick your holy spots, and start standing in lines. Whatever you believed before you went there you would believe more of it after you leave, and if you had your doubts before you went, you will really have them afterwards. It's that kind of place. When you go to the Western Wall in Jerusalem, you are supposed to leave a written message to God on a piece of paper and leave it in a crack in the wall. I used the spare paper I had for you-know-what. I wrote my message to the almighty on the back of a business card and it said, "Dear God, Sorry about last weekend in Amsterdam, call me if that's a problem." He never called.
I once spent a week in Tokyo looking at a jet engine shop, and the hosts were kind enough to take a couple of us visitors downtown on a Saturday. Much of Tokyo is deserted on the weekends because many people have very long commutes during the week and they don't like to come back on the weekends. I saw the Imperial Palace and walked around a huge rock garden that was bigger than an outdoor motocross track and raked perfectly smooth. You almost feel guilty just walking on it. It was a quiet place and hardly anyone was there. I saw the famous palace and some ponds and stuff, then I found a spot marked "Western style" to sit down and leave my appreciation for such a nice place. It was probably my most quiet drop off ever.
There are some countries that, if you plan on pushing out a turtlehead, you better bring your own paperwork. In Nicaragua, for example, you always keep your own roll of paper in your pocket when looking for a "sanitario." These are even freakier than the traditionals in Jerusalem, which is just a hole in the floor!
Sometimes a place is so fancy you have some guy handing you papertowels and even leaning over in front of you to turn the sink on and off. I guess that is for a tip. Yeah, I really think its too much work to pick up my own papertowel, thank you, so here's a dollar. I saw a place like this in El Salvador, which is sad because not far away there were people still carrying their own water and people were starving. Pretty sad.
I have also checked out the facilities in a castle in Switzerland. The "Jesus the Redeemer" statue in Rio de Jeneiro, Buckingham Palace, Paris, and the scariest place on earth, one of those green porta-johns at the nationals-ugh! Those are scary. Lets just say www.ratemypoo.com should set up a webcam in there.
Everywhere you go on this crazy planet, people are excusing themselves to that special place. Just imagine for a second all the bum pumpkins in motion at any given moment. That's alot of crap.
Pit Row
I hadn't seen it before.
I remember back in 97 when he was flying free to the races when he still worked for an airline.
I believe he was flying on standby.Basically fly into a hub and try to find a seat to his destination.
I remember the summer of 97 when he tried to make a trip from the East coast up to Washougal(PDX) plane hopping/trying to find an open seat.Anyway he never made it and ended up spending the entire weekend in airports.Doh!(as he put it.)I believe he was stuck in Denver or Chicago for a couple days (I don't remember which airport).
He still took the time to do a nice long write up on how his weekend went and also touched on Washougal and gave some insight on the results he had gathered. It was probably one of my most favorite articles he ever did.
I also thought it was pretty cool he still took the time to write a positive article despite the weekend travel troubles he encountered.From that moment on I became a fan of his work and would read his stuff as often as I could.
Remember when Steve changed the word filter on MotoTalk to filter out the word "strobe" to "Bic Lighter"?
Definitely had a lot of good laughs surrounding that whole strobe gate ordeal.
Good times for sure.
Steve pulled a massive holeshot on everyone in the digital delivery of motocross photos for editorial. Before Steve, we used to have to arrange to get the film to the nearest airport after the races, so it could be flown overnight to CA for the CN Monday print deadline. Once he figured out the whole digital thing and the magazines got up to speed, everyone else was left in catch-up mode.
He looked great when I saw him a few years back - still funny and quirky as hell. What a nice guy. I really enjoyed our time in the moto trenches together.
My condolences to his loved ones. RIP, Steve.
A rare shot of TFS.
This was from the FIM Awards a few years ago.
Funeral for Steve Bruhn
Monday May 13th
Fuqua-Bankston Funeral Home
508 Faust Ave, Ozark AL
Visitation 9:45 am-10:45 am with funeral at 11am.
https://maps.google.com/maps?q=ozark+alabama+map&hl=en&ie=UTF-8&ei=g_mL…
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