|Larry on his bike (about 1955)|
Last week when my old friend Lar was down for his annual birthday lunch, I invited him to ride my new bike.
Back in the day, when Larry and I were teenagers, we used to bike everywhere in the small town where we live, Downingtown, Pennsylvania. The photo above is of one such trek on the outskirts of Downingtown that we made on one of our "adventures." At that time in the Fifties you only had to travel a short distance outside of Downingtown and you were in "the country." Nowadays in Downingtown everything is so developed that you would literally take your life into your hands to travel the congested highways and byways of today. And bicycle helmets? That was in the future my friends. Back in those days the only "protection" we had on our noggins was our worn and sweaty baseball caps.
My brother John and I took one such trip to the "wilds" on Skelp Level Road. Pictured above is Brother John on his bike, standing next to my trusty bike which I used for my paper route. Oh how I wish I had taken more pictures of those times. Too many of my photos of those days were of scenery, which is now of course totally useless. Where was my head? I should have taken more pictures of people and asked people to take pictures of me but I was too shy back then. Painfully shy. Practically scared of my own shadow but that's a subject for another whole blog posting now isn't it?
As you can see from this video things have changed greatly in the ensuing fifty some years since Larry last rode a bicycle. Heck, I even have trouble getting on and off my bicycle now. Ah for the times when we used to hop on and off our bikes Lar without giving it a second thought.