I stole this from Grant Peterson (here is the link to his post).
I love my RB-1, I liked Grant's book, and I frequently find that I like the way Grant's mind works.  So I thought I'd post it here to help spread the love:
 
Here’s a letter I got a couple of days ago.
Grant,
We live in a small world. I have a request - but I need to explain,
 so bear with me. My mother is in a nursing home. I visit her every day 
and in the course of my visits have come to know some of the other 
residents and I regularly visit with a number of them. I met a new 
resident in the hall some weeks back and we have been greeting one 
another and exchanging a few words. I  could tell from his skin color 
that he was a cancer patient, and I have since learned that he is.  He 
is very sick, Stage 4 prostate cancer. Two weeks or so ago I saw him in 
the hall and he was wearing a MUSA shirt, but he was tired and we didn’t
 talk. Last week he was riding a recumbent in the parking lot with his 
son watching - wearing MUSA pants. I asked him about the pants and he 
told me he was an old Bridgestone fan. He wasn’t feeling well, but as I 
was walking away his sister rode up to visit on a beautiful RB2 that he 
had bought for her. Tonight he showed me his trike that he has stashed 
on the 2nd floor of the nursing home. He rides it for therapy. The 
short(er) story is that he and most of his family members ride 
Bridgestones from your era. His name is Nick 
Cassell, and he has one of each Bridgestone model, I understand he 
locally raced an RB1. I talked with him tonight. He remains a big fan of
 yours, back problems have kept him from buying a Riv, he has been on 
recumbents for some time, but enjoys the MUSA gear and admires the Riv 
bikes. He said he has chatted with you in the past. I want to get him 
something for his room and thought a big Riv pennant would be nice. If I
 buy one will you write  a “best wishes …’ or something and sign it? I 
know he would appreciate it. 
Bob
Robert C. Barr
——-
The pennant is easy, the pennant—done. What would you do? 
Can we/you do more? Nick has Stage Four prostate cancer. It has spread 
around, and there is no Stage Five, and I think thre’s no recovery, 
which rules out get well cards and “You’re in my prayers.”
What does it not rule out? — from 
strangers—us here, although we have spoken, it has been years; and you 
out there. Don’t go away—-in a minute or so I’m going to offer up a 
good, easy idea that any of you reading this can pull off without a 
chance of offending, with no awkwardness, with no even dread-of-doing.
I recently finished Mortality, the book Christopher 
Hitchens wrote while he was dying of esophageal cancer. On page 18, and 
then 37-43 or so, he gives advice on how to talk to people who are dying
 of cancer. You will either be that person, or will know people on that 
bike and will find the tips useful.
I think — rather than think already longer than the already two 
hours I’ve given this What can we do? question — it comes down to this. 
Draw a simple bicycle, a one-try/first shot-at-it bicycle. Do it on a 
Genuine Postcard and use a Genuine Stamp and sign your name and 
city/state and mail it to:
Hooverwood Hospital
7001 Hoover Road
Indianapolis, IN 46260 -4169
attn: Nick Cassell
Postcards, he can flip through or put on the wall. Postcards are so
 great, stamps look so good, and this one’s easy. Nick will know he 
registers and matters and is being thought about by kind strangers, and 
that can’t be a bad thing. If you have children, what a good project 
(this, suggested by a customer whose kids sent him cards),"