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Motivational Monday -- Peachtree Bikes Version

I've been in a freaking DAZE for the last few days with the fire that happened in our shop and find myself exhausted at the end of the day...I think most of my co-workers can relate.  What helps keep me going is the overwhelming amount of love and support and well-wishes from all of the people inside the industry all over the country.  It helps remind me that all the crazy is worth it and things will calm down eventually.

Kind words like:

"Phoenix to the flame- PTB will rise and will return."

"My thoughts and prayers are with my friends at Peachtree Bikes, as they navigate the latest hurdle life has put in their way. It is a tough blow, but I know you guys will be stronger when the dust settles."

"Thoughts and prayers to Peachtree family. Pls let us know on here what the bike community can do to help out!"

"Big Love to the fine folks at Peachtree Bikes. Holiday fire this year will not stop these good folks. Support your local shop!"

"Thank God no one got hurt, better things are coming, let's ride for Peachtree Bikes."

That's just a tiny sample of what we've heard, seen and gotten as sweet condolences and they've really kept us going.  Thank you!


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