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Rusty But Wonderful

I don’t remember that my first bike was an important item to the rest of the family as it was to me.  You see, my older sister was a bookworm, not into physical activities such as bike riding.  I, on the other hand, loved to be outside and really loved to ride bikes, scooters, and roller skates.  In order for me to accomplish bike riding I actually had to go to a neighbor’s house who had adult children who left an old rusty bike in her garage.  She graciously let me ride this bike almost on a daily basis.  Continue reading

Make Way For A Landing

bicycleIt was the end of the summer before the second grade and Lisa and I were on our way home from Grandma Is’s house where we spent our summer days while mom was at work.  We were riding our bikes and because I was only 7, I usually rode on the sidewalk. Continue reading

Broken Vajayjay

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When I was growing up, I loved having a bicycle. It offered freedom and adventure. I would ride my bike to friends’ houses and as necessary transportation. Back in the day, we didn’t wear helmets. I was responsible in that my bike was registered with the city and it had a license sticker on the frame.

Generally speaking, I was a careful driver. I rode on the right-hand side of the road (not on the sidewalk) and used hand signals when I was turning. 

But there was this one time when I wasn’t as careful as I should have been…and I suffered the consequences. Continue reading

Bicycle Built for Two

bicycleI think I had three two-wheeled bikes over my childhood. The first one was my least memorable. It was painted a rusty color and had a triangle-shaped kickstand on the back wheel. I disliked this bike from the day it arrived and I begged mom and dad for a new bike. The tires kept going flat and it was very hard to steer. Continue reading

White Christmas

My all-time favorite Christmas movie would have to be White Christmas.  By the time the season is done, I will have watched it at least a dozen times. The music and dancing make me smile every time. Continue reading

Sports, An Acquired Taste

sportsI grew up in the day when sports were not a big part of a girl’s interest package. I was rather ambivalent about sports on TV like football and basketball. My dad enjoyed watching and I enjoyed spending time with him, so I watched some too. Continue reading

I Just Don’t Get It!

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Anyone who knows me, knows that I’m not a fan of sports.  I grew up in a household of 3 girls and dad was not a big sports fan either.  I actually try to avoid sports if I can.  I know that’s not a popular opinion in today’s society, but that’s just who I am.   Continue reading

Thank You Title IX

Today girls can be both a girly girl and a chef, a ballerina and an artist, a princess, and an athlete. Life was a bit more lopsided when I was a child, although I didn’t realize at the time how much things WERE changing. 

I have always been open to liking and participating in sports. It’s just that I’m not that good. Continue reading

Sports on a Limited Basis

sportsTo say I am not actually a sports fan is an understatement.  I think this happened when I was very young.  My Dad was an avid sports fan and on his off time from working, he enjoyed watching them on tv or listening to them on the radio.  He was not a physical participant, but a chair-side enthusiast.  He would actually sit in his recliner watching some type of sport on tv and have another sport plugged into his ear from the radio.  I hated Sundays because that was when sports were constantly on our tv.  My friends would be going to picnics, to their family cabins, visiting friends and relatives, and just enjoying life.  We, on the other hand, were sitting at home because dad had to watch his sporting event.  He even had to watch sports when we would visit relatives.  I suppose visiting friends was limited to when there were no sports on tv. Like that ever happened!  As an adult when I hear the usual sounds of sports on tv I just cringe.  I try to share what event is on, but if the sun is shining I am out of there.   Continue reading

Dates to Remember

family poemsWe all have dates we’ll always remember

One of mine comes up in September

September 22 was the date that mom passed

The memory of her forever will last Continue reading