I was just barely 16 at the beginning of the school year. I was a Junior for Christ sakes, and had no car, no “personal” mode of transportation! How bad can it be that I was forced to ride the BUS to school! Yea we lived on a farm and walking to school – even up hill both ways in the snow was not possible. Desperation had set in, but with all teenagers, if there is a will there is a way. In a strange turn of events I got my first “RIDE” that fall. It was not a glorious ride but it served me well for 2 years and was a valued piece of junk on the farm.
One day I was down by
“And Now the Rest of the Story – “Great Things I remember – 1967