Monday, January 23, 2006
I Was a Three Year Old Biker Chick
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!!!!!!'