Retro? Yeah, I remember my red Schwinn 26-inch bike. Carried papers on it. A couple of years ago, in the fall, I was raking up some leaves that had fallen in the front yard. A stranger approached me, coming up the hill--we live at mid-block, with an alley beside us. It took me a couple of moments to recognize him, a guy I'd gone to grade school with. I hadn't seen him in a lot of years, not since high school. He was in Columbus from Austin, working a season on the railroad, to accumulate capital for his goldsmithing business back in Austin. He said, "You don't remember me, do you?" When he spoke, it was Sessin Durgham. I said, "Yes, I do. Remember the time Mr. Edwards got so pissed off because I said the word 'draft dodger'?" He smiled. Anyway, he riding his old red Schwinn 26-inch, with no fenders. I asked him if I could go for a ride. He said I could, if I'd let him rake some leaves. Deal. I rode down the street to our old grade school, and what a rush that was, whizzing around the old schoolyard! What a rush!
I think I'm probably going to have to up the ante, Haggis. I could go as high as six hundred, maybe. My older brother bought a motorcycle last year. I'll have to ask him if maybe he could sell me his bike, cheap.
Oh, and I like your avatar. Is that an hommage to "Poltergeist?"