Old Blue, how I love you. I’ll never forget that day, so many years ago in Spearfish, when I spotted you at a yard sale for $20. I was jubilant. You were worth every penny. Complete with speedometer and a bell to ring — what more could a girl ask for?
We’ve traveled many miles together (though admittedly, more of them have been spent in a moving van than on the bike path).
Here’s hoping there’ll be many more.