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1970s & Motocross

In the 70's every kid had a bike, mostly Schwinn Stingrays or a different, cheaper maker but the style was the same. Banana seat, tall handlebars and one speed.  Usually around Jr. High age that would transition to a 10 speed bike, almost always as a birthday or Christmas gift. It was part of the "growing up" process, like turning 16 and getting your Drivers License. We went everywhere on our bikes, miles and miles away from home, exploring new places and having new adventures. Our parents were too busy to drive us everywhere, except on occasion. Bikes were our horses or motorcycles.    Up to the late 60's, there wasn't a lot of motorcycles on the roads, in fact, there were only 2 types of people that rode. The first type were the retired couples riding full dresser Harley Davidsons, "full dressers" being the big hogs with the windshield and saddlebags designed for cruising/traveling. Clean cut folks roaming the country and National Parks. RVs have since

About me

So, you want to get to know me? I'm sorry, you can turn back now before it's too late. You'll find that I have a dry sense of humor, kinda strange and a lot twisted, but, quoting Alice Cooper, "I'm a real nice guy" (No More Mr. Niceguy).    Born in 1961 at Los Angeles County Hospital (now County/USC) I was placed in Children's Services for adoption for reasons I will get into later. In June I was adopted by the greatest couple I could have ever wished for. My folks were older than most "new" parents, both in their late and early 30's. Both grew up during the Depression, both from West Chicago area. My dad's father was a banker with the Federal Reserve Bank of Chicago, my mom's father was a Postal Carrier. He had immigrated to America from Germany as a small child alone and grew up in the streets of Chicago fending for himself. He was a tough ol coot, raising 3 girls. My grandma was a sweet lady born in 1900, very religious and the per