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The Fountain of Youth

Back in 1980, when three hundred and twenty-one bucks and some change was a whole summer’s savings, my husband scraped his pennies together and bought himself a Diamondback Chromoly Pro bike.  He was ten.  And immediately broke.  But he had what he’d spent a year longing for–something cool. 

That he showed me the original receipt on pink paper a few years back helped clear a couple things up for me, but mostly I understood this:  I could expect to see his once-sweet bike with the flat tires hanging by two nails on the wall of our garage…indefinitely. 

Only the tires aren’t flat anymore.  And word has it, the bike’s still sweet, and– is no longer hanging by nails in our garage. It’s right there.  With a new set of wheels.  And a driver who may just think he’s twelve again.

Here’s my husband taking his little Diamondback for a nostalgic ride in our driveway.  Apparently standing required.  Facial expressions…

optional.

Only if you think there’s something wrong with this picture…

then, uh, that’s two of us.

Then here’s my husband doing a ‘kick-out.  (uh…terminology just learned). 

Which makes me smile–so long as he doesn’t break a hip or a hand or his head.

Because there’s just something so simple and happy about riding a bike.

Even if it’s one you’ve outgrown.

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5 Responses to “The Fountain of Youth”

  1. Linda H says:

    It doesn’t look to me like he has out grown that bike at all. He looks like he’s having a lot of fun. And it looks like a day without rain – even better. It’s nice to see a little of the “old” neighborhood too. Smiles all around …
    Thanks

    • jeannem32 says:

      I think you’re right, Linda…he probably hasn’t outgrown that bike! He was completely thrilled to pedaling around yesterday. And then today…the rains came. Fifty-five degrees and dumping. I’ve got to work on not envying your Arizona sunshine. 🙂

  2. Sarah says:

    This made me smile from ear to ear. I loved every bit of it. I want my old bike now. It was our first Christmas living with my Step father. He stayed up all night putting together our new bikes (four of them). They were kick stands up around the tree. I rode that bike every where for years. Thanks for the memory sharing and thanks for the ride.

  3. Ruth Slagowski says:

    Wow! Has he ever thought of going professional??? That was awesome!! Hahaha

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