There’s a hope that givesThere’s a grace that lives There’s a plea that renewsI’m trying to say, I love you Love had no beginning and love has no end. That is how grace has touched my life. Looking down the corridor of my life, I find that love has defined the grace given to me. This book is my moment to thank the world for this wonder called life. I was just leaving the hospital in Temple when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a group of bikers gathered in the atrium located near the exit. I entered and was found in the middle of the hardest men and women I’d ever seen in my life. Well, I’m not a small person, but they towered over me, or so I thought. Once I came to myself, I approached the leader of the group. With my right hand extended, I pointed at a multi-colored symbol on his cut and asked, What is that one? He looked me over then smiled. I found that grace and generosity have no boundary. Love is the fabric of this life and grace is how it’s shown. I give thanks to those whom I have known, and those I will know-for your grace has made this life worth living.