I had a black Huffy BMX bike when I was a boy. I got it for Christmas when I was nine years old. My father took me to Child World in Quincy Center one day to pick it out. I was pretty excited to finally get my own bike, as up until this point I would have to steal other kids bikes when they weren't using them.
It's Reblog Thursday. As you get older the Reblog Thursday's just fly by...This one is about getting a bike, or crime fighting, or crime fighting on a bike...I'm not sure. It's mostly about a childhood memory that most middle class children of the 80's share.