I remember my bike with a banana seat, and pedaling backwards to brake as well.
I also remember the milkman delivering the milk to our door, although by then it was no longer by horse but by truck.
I remember riding in the back of the station wagon, waving to the cars behind us, and making a fort back there to occupy us on long road trips.
I also remember the milkman delivering the milk to our door, although by then it was no longer by horse but by truck.
I remember riding in the back of the station wagon, waving to the cars behind us, and making a fort back there to occupy us on long road trips.