IT’S OKAY, I GOT YOU

I remember learning to ride my bike with the banana seat and a metal handle at the back suitable for someone to hold while getting a ride or my daddy to hold as he ran behind me before letting go.

With my training wheels off, the idea was I’d take off down the sweltering Bronx pavement with only the wind I’d create to cool me off. But what initially happened was me falling off the bike and skinning my knee.

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