To continue the thread detour, my love of cycling was nurtured by my father as well. Beginning about my 11th birthday, my dad, brother, and I would wake early on Saturday mornings and leisurely ride our bikes around my home town. We always stopped at my dad's favorite restaurant for breakfast. We probably covered about 12 miles, and the route never varied much. However, I looked forward to those rides and wistfully remember them. They remain treasured gifts.
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