Speaks The Dark Princess
She emerged from the thaw of what used to be called permafrost. Hissing charm, forked tongue precedes the asp-esque slithering search for prey. Besetting with trance to feed of its own first before stalking the enemy
Back in January of 1956 this photograph was developed. I belive it must have been taken on Christmas Day fo 1955, testifying to how nice Santa was that year. That was my first flyer complete with frong basket. Martha and Ronnie got fixed up too. No training wheels were there to get me started the softer gentler way. I can remember the scary days of learning to just let it go and keep a balance, with mom hollering behind me to just pedal. Awesome
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