Do you remember these?

Better to have loved and lost ...

Your Stingray with the banana seat was more what I had in mind when I got my rusty clunker but the old tank served me well.
Saved up my grass cutting money and bought a sissy bar for it a little later.

I also had two kids try stealing it from me while I was riding it. My dad always told me if your out numbered go for the biggest one first, it worked out that time. But, I bet the bas-tards came back and stole it later.
 
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Here I am with my first bike, a J. C. Higgins from Sears. I think I was about 9. It was red and black and had a headlight and horn button in the body. No training wheels in those days and a dirt driveway to practice on. I felt like hot stuff when I mastered it.

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My Mom wasn't too steady with a camera.

Don
 
Here I am with my first bike, a J. C. Higgins from Sears. I think I was about 9. It was red and black and had a headlight and horn button in the body. No training wheels in those days and a dirt driveway to practice on. I felt like hot stuff when I mastered it.

first-bike.jpg


My Mom wasn't too steady with a camera.

Don
Looks like the cadillac of bicycles. Very cool. Training wheels are for sissys.
 
Looks like the cadillac of bicycles. Very cool. Training wheels are for sissys.

No training wheels back in my day. You got up on it, took off and you fell down. Then you got back up, took off and you fell down again. Eventually, you stopped falling down. That's all the training you got. Hopefully you hadn't broken anything by then and you hoped all the skin would grow back.
 
Here I am with my first bike, a J. C. Higgins from Sears. I think I was about 9. It was red and black and had a headlight and horn button in the body. No training wheels in those days and a dirt driveway to practice on. I felt like hot stuff when I mastered it.

first-bike.jpg


My Mom wasn't too steady with a camera.

Don

The bike is almost as tall as you- how did you get on it? lol
 
I got so skinned up trying to learn to ride a bike on the road, that I finally decided to get the hang of it in on the lawn. Our lawn was downhill all the way, through some rose bushes and into the outer wall of the house. Was quite an exciting ride.
 
Poppy-"here a bike ride it"

"Great!"

got on it, could ride, sorta, but could not turn it. When I attempted to turn bike I could
see I was not going to make it, so I jumped off. the bike crashed into bld next door.
this occurred 5 times

Poppy to my older brother
"What's wrong with that boy."
He said that a lot when discussing me over the years
 
Remember when we used to have fun with a scrap of paper?

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Oh yeah, we made the "cootie catchers". You'd draw a picture of a bug on the inside.

And those gum-wrapper chains. That was really big when I was in junior high. It was a real "status thing" to have a long chain. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't keep up.

Pepper, I always asked for a chemistry set, too. My mom always said "no, they're for boys" and I'd get a nurses' kit instead.

Remember when the Mr. Potato Head set only came with the arms, legs, face parts and hat? You had to supply your own potato. Nothing like a nice rotten potato moldering in the depths of the toy box or under the couch to get you on mom's bad list.
 
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