Day of Thanks for April 28

bicycle license

I am grateful that I grew up in a community where riding a bike was a natural thing to do. We had police come to our schools to show us how to ride safely and obey the rules of the road. We had to pay for a license each year. The biggest question was what colour would they be and would it clash with my bike. Its interesting growing up in one world and finding yourself in another.

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