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 While having an emotional weekend this past Labor Day holiday as my parents were moving out of our childhood home, my sister and I reconnected with our youth. Something which provided a much-needed break from boxing, lifting and tearing up over memorabilia. It used to be a daily adventure, riding our bikes up and down our hilly street. It kept us fit, active and in youthful fervor. While coming across our parents old bikes, Sis and I decided to take them for a reminiscent spin up the block.It was literally like ‘riding a bike, something you never forget’. At first wobbly, we both were shrieking with laughter and adrenaline of the memories, both physical and mental, of riding our bikes as kids. Definitely something I will never forget.
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Posted by cynthiapierce on 2007-09-06 02:24:30 | Rating: | Views: 125
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very nice story about "childhood memories" maybe you should complete the story soon....love stories about memories & family.
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Posted by bpierce
on 2008-05-14 12:46:14
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