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 Katie’s and the house of the guy I called Johnny in my book. I rode to the pool and the…
Tag: Mineola
Moving on
After a year as a Bike Ambassador in the bronze-level Bicycle Friendly Community of Decatur, GA, where I co-taught bike rodeos, an earn-a-bike course for youth-in-need, and our beloved seniors-on-trikes, I am moving on and am thus ready for the next opportunity to serve my metro-area or national bike community. As always, I’m trusting the…
Mineola, then and now
In November, I am going back to Mineola, NY, where I grew up in the 1960s and ’70s*. It is a two-square-mile village (nothing fancy, mind you) built on the flat, grassy plains of Long Island, just a couple of miles from the border of the NYC borough of Queens and 16 miles from Manhattan….
