Digging around the old photo albums is always good for a giggle or a memory jog. This picture brings back one of my earliest memories. I was about 3, and Daddy had just gotten his motorcycle. He plopped me on it so I could straddle the gas tank and hold the handlebars and Mommy could take the picture. I was not quite satisfied with that arrangement. 'I wanna ride, Daddy!'
Before Mommy could object too strenuously we were off across those fields in the background. Wind in my face made that handkerchief on my head flap and flutter. Daddy held his hands over mine on the handlebars and I was screaming........
'GO FASTER, DADDY!!!!!!'
21 comments:
That'a girl!
You are not a cage driver at heart, I can tell, we have GOT to get you on a scoot!
Great memory and I love the picture!
That is a great picture. Varoom! :D
What a classic, classic photo. WOW!
Weeeeeee! That's awesome!
me too!!!!! my dad raced them.
Very cool!! And, you are just adorable.
Get your motor running, head out on the highway...lookin' for adventure, and whatever comes your way! Yeah darlin' go make it happen....BORN TO BE WILDDDD!!!!
I knew you were a wild thing!
Cool pic and Bare...thanks..now i have that tune stuck in my head!
logo, wind in my hair, bugs in my teeth woohoo!
sheri, goody, shy, bs, snavy.....thanks!
jodes, how cool is that??
bare, good song choice, hehehe. also coud sing wild thang:P
idiot, ther eare worse things that could be running through your head....
I love rummaging around and finding pictures like this. You guys looked great!
fred, thanks. was such a fond memory
I love looking at old photographs..something about a moment being frozen in time.
Priceless...thank you lime.
Tc
Kewl!!!! You were born to be wild!
And then you were hooked, right?
What a sweet story -- every little girl needs her daddy to drive the stallion and set the standard for the future white knight.
You remember when you were three? Wow! I barely remember when I was thirty. Come to think of it, I'm not even sure what state I was in when I turned thirty. I think it was California.
'GO FASTER, DADDY!!!!!!'
Although I do remember as a kid saying this to my father when we'd drive. ;)
tc, thanks. glad you enjoyed.
bridget, no she wasn't
chick , you betcha!
robin, oh yeah. i still love bikes
zombie, yeah i am weird like that. probably because my family is a family of storytellers, lots of collective memory
OK So I got here via the father's day post. Your dad sounds like all the men I grew up with as a boy.
Doing the right thing at the right time was paramount.
I still think it is!
Heavy metal thunder, racin' with the wind... BORN TO BE WILD!
Go Biker babe!
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