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I worked my *** of mowing lawns & 2 paper routes
just to get a Schwinn $79 IIRC, 1970-ish 2 summers of work...
I was happy to do it too...
My mom & dad were working class couldn't afford it,
8 kids etc.{3 boys 5 girls/blended family } my step father Bob
was just a Union Pipefitter, unemployed 6 months of the year
constantly, my mom was a sewer for a Capwells {?} bra company...
Green Pea-Picker was cool as hell,
here's a Grannysmith Apple crate, very similar
Anyone remember the ram-horn, looped handle bars ?
loved the green metal-flake seats, tall sissy-bars,
with a reflectors on the back & great green candy paint
with a ball buster 5 speed shifter, right where your nuts would land
Also putting playing card on your frame, with wood closes-line clips
& cards into the spokes, to make motorcycle sounds
we jumped everything in sight, even our neighbor kids
it was fun as hell, you couldn't hardly keep US indoors,
I was out from sunup to sunset & beyond...
Kids weren't fat lard asses anywhere near as much back then
AWE THE GREAT MEMORIES, I was 10 in 1969
between bikes & the Apollo 11 July 20th Moon landing
{8 days after my 10th B-day}
I thought the world/EARTH was the greatest place to be alive...
just to get a Schwinn $79 IIRC, 1970-ish 2 summers of work...
I was happy to do it too...
My mom & dad were working class couldn't afford it,
8 kids etc.{3 boys 5 girls/blended family } my step father Bob
was just a Union Pipefitter, unemployed 6 months of the year
constantly, my mom was a sewer for a Capwells {?} bra company...
Green Pea-Picker was cool as hell,
here's a Grannysmith Apple crate, very similar
Anyone remember the ram-horn, looped handle bars ?
loved the green metal-flake seats, tall sissy-bars,
with a reflectors on the back & great green candy paint
with a ball buster 5 speed shifter, right where your nuts would land
Also putting playing card on your frame, with wood closes-line clips
& cards into the spokes, to make motorcycle sounds
we jumped everything in sight, even our neighbor kids
it was fun as hell, you couldn't hardly keep US indoors,
I was out from sunup to sunset & beyond...
Kids weren't fat lard asses anywhere near as much back then
AWE THE GREAT MEMORIES, I was 10 in 1969
between bikes & the Apollo 11 July 20th Moon landing
{8 days after my 10th B-day}
I thought the world/EARTH was the greatest place to be alive...
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