Unmet Expectations

“Well,” said Grampa, “now I’ve ridden a roller coaster twice, the first time and the last time.” I did not like roller coasters. At the PNE in 1969 I watched my little sister ride up the giant wooden trestles and plummet over the first peak with our grandfather beside...

Target Fixation

I almost hurt myself in an S-curve on 8th Avenue that curls up through a ravine just east of 192nd Street. It is the best set of corners for ten kilometers in any direction. I had ridden cruisers on that road before, Yamahas and Harley’s that rolled at their own pace...