Tell us about your first bicycle or car?
My first bicycle was much more interesting than my car. It was a Dutch racing bike. I don’t know where my father got it, but it was nothing like any of the other bicycles my friends had.
They had standard Schwinn-type fat wheeled bicycles. Mine was a true racing bike except it had a single gear — high. And, oddly, coaster brakes. It was a titanium frame, so it weighed almost nothing. I really loved that bike.
I was only 10 when I got it and it had a 22-inch frame, so it was five years until I could sit on the seat and peddle at the same time. It got old and eventually, the frame was so twisted I couldn’t ride it anymore. I never found another bike like it.
It was black and it was called a “Tiger” racer. Every other racing bike I’ve seen had gears and handbrakes. Except for mine. I’ve actually tried to find information about it online but never found anything. If by some chance you know anything about mid-1950s European racing bikes, I’d love to hear about them.
What fictional world or place would you like to visit?
Neverland. I want to fly there, too.
If you could have someone follow you around all the time, like a personal assistant, what would you have them do?
I can’t imagine wanting someone following me around, not even fictionally. That would totally creep me out. I wouldn’t mind some help at home, taking care of cleaning and even cooking. But everywhere?
I don’t think so.
What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week?
Just when I thought we were in this dry hot spell for a few more days, I heard thunder and literally, out of the blue, it started to pour.
The garden is happy and I could feel the air cool down. I don’t know if the hot spell is completely over, but we sure did need that rain!