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The path to glory and girls
By Will Maines

WHEN?I?WAS a little kid living in the boonies of the North Woods, there were only two means of transportation.
You could walk a mile to your nearest neighbor’s house, which in my case was Uncle Neal’s house, but once you attained a certain age it wasn’t very cool to walk.
To be cool you had to have a bicycle to get from one place to the other, preferably a bike which could and did jump stumps, rocks and trees, with varying degrees of success.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012 2:41 PM

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