Kelly sold me his old bike, which he built himself, because he built a new one. I have never had a better bike and I have owned, supposedly, the best. Kelly knew how to build a bike. That may not seem like much to many people but to me it is a lot. When I am driving my bike in the snow of an Edmonton winter, and passing the cars stuck in the ruts then I know Kelly knew something that others do not. Thank you Kelly very, very much. You have been, and are still, an encouragement to me and others to be our best. There is not much more you can do in life. Sleep, enjoy the rest, and wait on the resurrection which will surely come.