Gone But Not Forgotten...
Riding For Our Brothers That Can't.
John "Buckets" Hurley
Vice President, Untouchables MC Illinois
Chicago Police Department
Entered This Life: April 15, 1977
Rode Into Heaven: September 11, 2005
The Untouchables Motorcycle Club is deeply saddened to announce the tragic loss of one of our own. John "Buckets" Hurley slipped the surly bounds of Earth to touch the face of God on September 11, 2005 returning home from a UMC fallen officer family benefit in Indianapolis. He died as he lived...helping those in need.
John dedicated his life to public service and helping those who could not help themselves and never asked for anything in return. His work on behalf of the widows and children of fallen police officers embodied all that is the Untouchables Motorcycle Club.
He loved his family. He loved Chicago. And he loved riding side by side with his Brothers.
His Irish eyes were always smiling and that is how he will be remembered by all who had the honor of knowing him.
John leaves behind his wife, Cheryl, and their unborn child.
The entire Untouchables Nation stands with his family and they will forever be part of us.
Ride on Brother. We will meet again someday.
UFFU B&OF GBNF
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Eric dedicated every aspect of his life to public service and his selfless acts of charity on behalf of the widows and children of fallen police officers will be remembered forever. He leaves behind his loving fiancée, Robin, countless family, friends and a sea of Black and Orange that will ride in his honored glory for eternity.
The entire Untouchables Nation stands with his family and they will forever be a part of us. Ride on Brother. We will meet again someday.
UFFU B&OF GBNF
Eric “Junior” Forster
Vice President – UMC Mother Chapter
Lake County IN Sheriff’s Department
Entered this life: August 3, 1978
Rode into Heaven: February 23, 2008
“I Am The Highway”
Pearls and swine bereft of me
Long and weary my road has been
I was lost in the cities
Alone in the hills
No sorrow or pity for leaving I feel
I am not your rolling wheels
I am the highway
I am not your carpet ride
I am the sky
Friends and liars don't wait for me
I'll get on all by myself
I put millions of miles
Under my heels
And still too close to you
I feel
I am not your rolling wheels
I am the highway
I am not your carpet ride
I am the sky
I am not your blowing wind
I am the lightning
I am not your autumn moon
I am the night
- Chris Cornell – Audioslave
