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Enjoy the Ride
When I was a boy I used to love to go bike riding. There was a Summer 4-H
camp full of paved roadways across the road from my home. During the Spring and
Fall this camp was mainly empty and the roadways were clear for me and my bike.
I would ride my old, banana-seat, foot-brake bicycle for hours. The camp grounds
had a lot of steep hills that were tough to get up. Often I would have to climb
off and push my bike up them. The downhill rides, however, made it all
worthwhile. I felt like I was flying, and I barely had to pedal at all. It was
pure fun, pure delight, pure joy, and pure happiness. I laughed all the way with
the wind in my face, my heart in my throat, and my soul in Heaven. Joe Mazzella joecool@wirefire.com |
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