Hmmm . . . I may finally have my final cover. A vintage-looking bike. A glimpse of female but no pink (I don’t do pink). Bricks that could be suburban or urban. “Trust the journey” […]
Schwinneola
This is me and Schwinneola. I bought her for $74 at Walmart on Old Country Road on Long Island so I could have a bike to ride around where I grew up (Mineola, NY), so […]
Big ideas: trike share and chair share
Big idea #1: Adult trikes added to bikeshares all over the USA. Seniors, in particular, who used to ride bikes but may now be uncomfortable on a two-wheeler, love adult trikes and should be able to […]
Octogenarians bowling
I got the opportunity to go to the bowling alley where my friend and I used to ride our bikes frequently when we were around twelve (when we weren’t busy eating crinkle fries while ice […]
We thought it was normal
Bad things happened here. The details don’t matter. What matters is that we were all free range kids back then in the 1970s before that was even a term. And every single girl I know […]
“I never see them”
My dad told me he never sees bike riders in Mineola anymore. Granted, the streets aren’t swarming with them (except for the cycling club send-off of the lycra crowd to the North Shore training routes […]
Bless America
While Traveling at the Speed of Bike in the place where I grew up, I stopped at the local Village Hall (note: no bike rack) and wandered into the room where the Tuesday/Thursday Old Timers […]
Hello again, Mineola
Yesterday I gave myself one of the best gifts ever — I rode a bike where I grew up, for the first time in over 30 years. I rode past Carrie’s house and Tina’s and […]
