My parents raised their family of 10 children on a small farm in northeast Colorado. I was the second oldest in the family.
It was around the summer of 1962 when our parents surprised us older children with a new blue bike, which we were to share. Dad told us, “You worked hard thinning sugar beets, so we wanted to buy you something special.”
We were overjoyed with the gift. It took my older siblings and me a while to get the hang of