Long before you realized that a significant portion of your life would be consumed, nay, saved by bicycle life. When was that and post the earliest picture, clothed please, in your possession.
This is me in Jr. HS with Dad and Gramps. Dad was a larger than life personality, never without a cheap cigar. He asked all the questions if you know what I mean. Grandpa was from the S. Shore of Chicago. Both carried switchblades, one ran in a Jewish gang and sold shoes. Life is precious, cherish every last bit.
I've been in motion on bicycles since the age of five. Barely a day passed without riding, to this day.
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