I tried to memorize him before he left and again when he returned. After a weekend of zooming down country roads on a rented motorcycle, John came home refreshed. We sat in the white rocking chairs on the back patio, and he told me stories about his trip . . . one fairly close call, […]
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He says riding feels like flying. Wearing that ball cap, grinning, he looks like he did when we fell in love at 19. Strangely, I can’t recall a single motorcycle on the illustrated pages of a picture book. Ralph, riding a toy one in the middle-grade novel The Mouse and the Motorcycle is little comfort. […]
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