[GH85Carrera]

(Geezer voice) Why back in the my day!......

I remember the one year I went to school in Oklahoma, it was in 1967. We had a big ice storm, the pavement was slick as snot. We always rode our bikes to school. We listened intently to the radio and there was no announcement for closed school. Dang it, so off we went. I can testify, riding a bicycle on ice is difficult, real difficult. School was 20 or 30 miles away all up hill... No wait that was my dad. School was just about a mile away. I had 17 crashes on my bike in the mile. The good news is with ice, there is no way to get road rash. Ya fall over, and slide. Hopefully into a curb and not the traffic. We finally got to school and a notice was posted, no school today. Whooo Hoooo. We started for home, but decided to go the the local drug store to check out the newest comic books, and get some candy with our lunch money. We played outside for hours and rode our bikes an I got pretty good on the ice. The bonus was to find a spot were a car had been the night before, and the ground was ice free. We could stop and talk to other kids. We finally got back home about noon looking for lunch. Mom was not happy we had not come straight home. She was worried we had been run over or hurt. Nope, just boys out having fun.

I had over 20 crashes that day, and not one bit of bleeding. Of course no helmet. I don't remember and injuries, just crash and slide and laughing. Ah to be a kid.