A week or so ago Mark and I were walking around the circle while Mason rode Marley's old little two-wheel bike. We walked by one of the neighbors' house. She was sitting with some other neighbors on her front lawn. We got talking with them about riding bikes, and Mark told her that her son Billy was the one who taught him to ride his bike.
I actually found this picture. It was the Spring of 1980; Mark was about 5 1/2 years old. He had gotten this bike for Christmas. Believe it or not (most of you who know us will believe it) that bike is still in the cellar so, in a few years, someone will be teaching Mason to ride it. Maybe Billy's son?
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