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Orema · 09-04-2023, 07:08 AM

Remembering my dad teaching me how to ride a two-wheel bike. After putting it together, he rode it down the street. He was a large man and it was amazing watching him ride my bike. I giggled and he laughed. I still have the image of the back of him as he rode with his hat on.

It didn't have training wheels and he held the back of the bike as I rode it for the first time. Of course, he let go without me knowing and off I went down the street. Happy to have a new bike that wasn't a hand-me-down gift from my older sister.

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My first girlfriend. We met in juvenile detention. We never kissed, but we held hands a couple times.

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Being kicked out of an unwed-mothers home for looking at the women. I was looking at them for a number of reasons, mostly because it was my first time living with non-Black women. They looked at me for the same reasons, I guess. I really didn't fit in with that crowd... My dad picked me up and took me to the best Chinese restaurant in town to help us to move on to the next phase of our journey.

09-04-2023, 07:08 AM	#1
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