Back in 1957 my two sisters were working in Woolworths department store on the avenue, and one day my friend who lived upstairs from me had a english racer bike they were selling for $7.00 and asked me if I wanted to buy it. I’m like wow! yeah I loved the bike it was a thin red english racer I forget the name now but it was a beauty!
So money being tight in those days my sisters got together and saved up the $7.00 for the bike! And soon I had the bike and boy what fun it was riding that beauty it all around the area up and down the streets it flew like a bird!
Well so one eveing I decided to take a ride around the block to see my father who was bartenering it was about 7:00pm give or take so I go there and like a dope I just leave my bike outside leaning againest the building just to run in for a few minutes and when I go outside the bike was gone! Someone took it as they walked by or someone in a car who knows.
I looked all around the area for the bike and it was nowhere to be found and at first I thought my cousin who lived in the building next to me maybe took it as a joke but she knew nothing about it. And back then no one ever used chains or locks for their bikes so it was a shock to me but a lesson to be learned, I felt bad as my sisiters got the bike for me. But after that experience I was never that careless again when it came to any bike I owned.
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A lesson in life at an early age! When I was at university (69 – 72) my bike was stolen at night from the bike park at my hall of residence. I reported it to campus security. I knew the serial number which I thought would help but they said it would already have been sold on. Nearly a year later I spotted my bike parked outside the Union building. I took it, informed security, and rode it for many more years. It had been given a new saddle and a new front tyre.
Yes a lesson learned for sure! I’m glad you got your bike back, and got to enjoy it for a time after.
Aw, Bob that’s too bad. I guess it goes to show that there was crime, even back then. My aunt’s family had a Boxer dog and she got stolen right off the front lawn! I think it was the mid-50’s when that happened. Well, I hope you got another new bike soon after.
Yeah Dee, there’s always crime no doubt, but this one was on me, It’s like if I posted a sign “free Bike” Hah!
it took some time but I did get another one after that, but losing a pet like that had to be the hardest thing!