Rusted But Not Forgotten
Photograph - Digital Painting
I wonder what stories this bike could tell. How many people have rode on it over the years, was it passed down from kid to kid? I wonder where it went. Did it go from home to school, or did it take its owners on weekend adventures.
I recall the times when I rode my bike everywhere. As a grade school student, I was able to circle the block, visit a friend, and if I was with a friend I could go a half mile down the road to get root beer bottle caps at the store.
June 4th, 2013
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