Bicycling and Brooke

Okay, here is the quick Brooke-bike story.

I was driving home one afternoon, early for some reason, when Brooke was in about fifth grade.

Here's the road (if the link works) I was on, Browning in Salem. No shoulder except some gravel, no bike lane, no sidewalks.

And I pass my beautiful daughter Brooke bicycling home, NO HELMET!

Fourteen years later, I think her ears are still ringing.