“I Found My Stolen Harley — In the Hands of a Single Mom Who Spent Her Life Savings on It”
The young woman standing in that parking lot didn’t know it, but she was holding my past—my memories, my connection to my late son—wrapped in chrome and leather. Sarah Mitchell, 28, clutched her four-year-old daughter’s hand, tears tracing down her cheeks, as she tried to explain why she needed $8,500 for the 1978 Harley-Davidson she’d…