Written for: Friday Writings #59: Wheels (posted by Rommy) "Use the word wheels or wheel somewhere in your piece." Blue bike thin tall tires that wheeled me anywhere I fancied. Now I cannot ride– too much time lapsed. Fear set in. Second favorite form of transportation– metal roller skates with clamps and a key to tighten them. Up and down hills in the playground, and on concrete streets, we skated faster and faster. Almost as fast as years swiftly pass by. https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/
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I still have my shoe skates but haven’t used them in years. I met my first Mrs. Jim at a skating rink, a nice one, even had and organ with a live player. I don’t blame you for not biking either. We sold our bikes, both have artificial joints, hip for Mrs. Jim, knee for me. I dread what kind of damages a fall would cause. Mrs. Jim got her wheel tangled in a big crack in the cement on top a levee, she almost fell about twenty feet down onto weeds and the beach.
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That would certainly rule out biking!
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You make both sets of wheels sound like fun for the kid you were. Alas, I never learned to use either.
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Both fun; both impossible now.
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I wish I had been braver and learned to do either of those as a kid. I might still learn to ride a bike someday.
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Why not!
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I like a bike–not really a practical means of transport in the mountains, but a great toy for kids.
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Well, growing up with concrete everywhere
makes biking easier.
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