The Foster Boy Refused a Free Bike — Four Years Later, Diesel Opened His Garage

Synopsis

I was the foster-care outreach coordinator who had asked the Iron Lantern Riders for help. When Diesel walked into my office three months earlier, I assumed he had taken a wrong turn. Our nonprofit shared a narrow strip-mall building with a pawn shop and a tax-preparation service. Men wearing leather cuts did not usually step through our door carrying a…