Its all about the bike

11 09 2006

I can still remember the tint of blue, the orange flag, and the banana seat of my first bicycle. A boy’s Free Spirit from Sears. It was 1977 and almost everything we owned was from Sears.

I can’t remember why my dad bought me that bike. Christmas had passed and my birthday was still months away. But I can still remember the feeling of independence, of freedom as I cruised through the trailer park in Mission, Texas that for a short while we called home. Read the rest of this entry »