10/12/2025
WHEN HIS CHILDREN TURNED THEIR BACKS ON A HOMELESS VETERAN, 53 STRANGERS ON MOTORCYCLES JOURNEYED HUNDREDS OF MILES TO SHOW THAT FAMILY CAN GO BEYOND BLOOD TIES. It started with a single phone call on a quiet Tuesday afternoon. The funeral home director’s voice trembled as she explained the situation: A 71-year-old Vietnam veteran named Richard “Doc” Patterson was about to be cremated by the state—alone. No service. No military honors. No family. His own children had refused to attend. His daughter said she was too busy. His son hung up the phone. But Doc wasn’t just another name on a forgotten list. He had served thirty-two years as a combat medic, saving countless soldiers under heavy fire. And yet, in the end, the man who had saved so many was about to be sent off without a single soul present. The funeral director was desperate. She called veteran groups, motorcycle clubs, and community centers across several states. Most said they were sorry but couldn’t help. Then she called us—the Iron Brotherhood Motorcycle Club. And that call changed everything. “He’s One of Ours” I’m Jack Morrison, president of the Iron Brotherhood. We’ve answered many calls over the years—escort services for fallen officers, charity rides for children, even safety details for survivors of abuse. But this one hit differently. When the director said, “He has no one,” I didn’t hesitate. “He’s a veteran,” I said. “He’s one of ours. We’ll be there.” That night, I sent a message across every biker network I knew: “Vietnam vet. Abandoned by his family. Funeral this Friday. Let’s show up and make sure he isn’t forgotten.” I didn’t know what to expect. But what happened next left me speechless.….Full story in the first comment 👇
