I met Evel Knievel when I was 18 years old in the Flint Michigan hospital. I think it was the summer of 1970. I had no idea who he was. We were both in a waiting room. His wife was having surgery. I was there for a split chin accident I got while purposely skateboarding over a hole in the driveway. Some lady said next I would be riding motorcycles. Little did she know nor did my family know that I had driven a motorcycle for the first time the day before. That’s when a man started telling me he was in town doing a motorcycle stunt show. I was amazed at the stunts he was telling me about. He also told me that he had broken just about every bone in his body. He went on to tell me that he was beginning to work on a new stunt and new bike to jump over the Grand Canyon. I wasn’t sure about that idea.
Four years later I heard of a man called Evel Knievel that was preparing to jump over Snake River. While watching the pre- jump show I didn’t recognize him at first because he had lost weight, but after getting a good look at his face I recognized him as the man I had talked to in that hospital waiting room. The amazing thing is that he died of natural causes.
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I met Evel Knievel when I was 18 years old in the Flint Michigan hospital. I think it was the summer of 1970. I had no idea who he was. We were both in a waiting room. His wife was having surgery. I was there for a split chin accident I got while purposely skateboarding over a hole in the driveway. Some lady said next I would be riding motorcycles. Little did she know nor did my family know that I had driven a motorcycle for the first time the day before. That’s when a man started telling me he was in town doing a motorcycle stunt show. I was amazed at the stunts he was telling me about. He also told me that he had broken just about every bone in his body. He went on to tell me that he was beginning to work on a new stunt and new bike to jump over the Grand Canyon. I wasn’t sure about that idea.
Four years later I heard of a man called Evel Knievel that was preparing to jump over Snake River. While watching the pre- jump show I didn’t recognize him at first because he had lost weight, but after getting a good look at his face I recognized him as the man I had talked to in that hospital waiting room. The amazing thing is that he died of natural causes.