Thoughts

(With apologies to M!) A little blond boy stood barefoot at the edge of a pier on a lake, and he had something in his hand that he wanted to throw in the water – an orange leaf that he’d found on the path. He put his hand behind his ear and…

Bicycling was one of my passions as a kid. At the age of 10 or 11, I would ride my green three-speed Schwinn into the countryside and go until I got lost. Then I’d find my way home again. That was my game, a way of bringing adventure into my bland…