Sticks and Bones Charity Support Riding Club

"In Memory Of"

In Memory "Steve" Stefano Carlo Francesco Velenosi

June 10, 1948 - April 12, 2004

In the early years it was about slicing past ragged bumpers on the expressway in search of that rush we all need from time to time and celebrating survival at the end of the day with his brothers of the road. Later on, it was about providing a home and caring for a family, slowing down a little more on the corners and not running the red lights. Oh, it still was about the ride, Friday the 13th at Port Dover, Bike Week in Daytona and whatever else would fit into a fathers life but the pace was a little slower, calculated and with more purpose. The Sticks & Bones motto is " The purpose of life is to live a life of purpose". Although Steve wasn't a member of our "crew", or anyone elses "crew" for that matter, he did " live a life of purpose". Steve was a loving Husband to Marilyn, a great Father to Chris and Tony and a true Friend and Brother to me and many others. We'll miss you. Ride Easy Brother. See you in the Wind. Spud.

In Memory of Lenny "Laidback" Maxwell

- 2009

I don't know who gave him the name, "Laidback", but anyone who had met him would only have to take one look at him and realize that he fit his name to a tee. Laidback was one of those guys who was everyone's friend. I suppose he might have made an enemy or two along the way, but I bet a bundle those people would be hard to find. He always had that easygoing grin on his face. When he rode with his brothers you knew he was as happy as it could get. Laidback was a lover,... he loved people.

He was also a big advocate of motorcycle rights, and worked tirelessly with the Southern California CoC and ABATE to advance those rights. News of his death spread through the M.C. community. It seems he touched alot of people in his short time here with us.

Laidback was a member of the Zoo Crew M.C. and assumed the position of President just before that club was shut down. He chose to work on motorcycle rights for awhile and was heavily involved with that until recently, when he got together with some friends and they opened the, "Edge M.C." Laidback liked being in a mom and pop club and declined offers to move into clubs where his wife was not able to be fully involved. His likeability, general knowledge of the M.C. world, and reputation as a fighter for motorcycle and club rights made it possible for him to get instant approval for his new club by the major dominant clubs in southern California. That is a feat that would take others a very long time to achieve.

Laidback was an excellent rider. He lived on a motorcycle. The freak accident that took him from this world had to be one of those, "could have been me," deals that none of us could avoid when they happen. It's terrible to think that his wife was following on her bike behind him when it happened. However, knowing Laidback, I'm sure he would have made lemonade out of lemons and was glad that it was him that hit the object in his path, and not his wife.... Such was his nature. Finally, Laidback was a spiritual and religious type person, so we will say, " Vaya con Dios," to him until that day that we catch up with him riding down the road in the, "Forever Chapter."