I knew Indian Larry, but not so well that I could reveal here some facts that you could have never known, heard or read before. I am not the kind of person to rush to read a book about somebody who just left us, even if it’s a fellow bike builder. Since his death, I never made before any public comment about him, and if I would have had made any, I would have only stated that the best way to pass is when doing what you love to do. I don’t know why, I just decided to open the book Indian Larry-Chopper Shaman written by Dave Nichols & photographed by Michael Lichter. And I learned a lot about Indian Larry Desmedt. Not about his past that I knew (cocaine addiction, prison time). Not about his bikes that I observed and admired with him by my side. Not about his unlikely stardom acquired through the TV screen. But about how the love of hot rods & motorcycles brought so much happiness and peace to his life. Although I love designing and building bikes, I have my times whinning and bitching about money, vendors, clients and whatever. But after reaching the last words of this book, I felt exceptionally good because Larry reminded me all the joys that I get by making a living doing what I love to do. You don’t need to be a bike builder to find immense pleasure in reading this book Indian Larry-The Chopper Shaman is not only a biography. It’s much more than beautiful pictures of choppers and tattoos. It’s an odd to sincerity and to the passion that keeps us going with our lives.