I don't know if it was HellsAngels but I was at a lakeside resort, a family place and with about 50 children near the beach getting ready for a frog race (banned now that we know better). Then we heard the noise of dozens of rough-looking motorcyclists who saw the resort sign and apparently we're looking for fun. Everyone in the resort stopped and you could hear a pin drop and some were trembling...except for the kids with their little bucket and frogs. The motorcyclists stopped at the bottom of the driveway and were surrounded by happy laughing five year olds. They smiled at the kids and jokingly laughed with each other before slowly driving back out of the resort.
My second encounter was at Tampa General where I worked with grieving relatives. Someone came in with a bullet wound and behind him a large group of these guys. Quickly the doctors told me to take them to the quiet room. I was a 105 lb lady but they went there to wait but would not let me "quiet them" as they discussed loudly and argued about their shot friend. I began to get worried about the noise. About five minutes later, a very elderly four-foot something, frail looking woman came in. She went up to the biggest guy and started telling him off and told the rest to quiet and sit down. They knew her! They obeyed....but in about ten minutes, the big guy whispered in a low voice to me..."Get her outa here".
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