Twas the night before Christmas

  The night before Christmas and peeking out the back window shade. It must had been about 10-O-clock and I was peeking out the back bedroom window.  What I saw was most encouraging.  I saw my dad carrying into the back door a brand-new blue Schwinn 3-speed racer bicycle.  I thought to myself, hot diggitydog! Continue reading “Twas the night before Christmas”

Christmas Los Angeles 1953.

I received as a Christmas gift from my mom and dad a red Schwinn 26-inch single speed bicycle. It had plane black handle grips, big fat balloon tires, and coaster breaks. Breaks you had to pedal backwards in order to stop. The bike was the most basic model. It was like a Ford Fiesta withContinue reading “Christmas Los Angeles 1953.”