Squiggle Dog
Finally riding a big boys bike
The LDS Church has a new prophet--Russell M. Nelson, a 93-year-old former heart surgeon who helped develop the artificial lung and performed the first successful open-heart surgery. 20 years ago when I was a child, I met him as he had a summer home on the street behind our house in Midway, Utah. He had quite the vintage bicycle collection and I remember his grandchildren stopping by our house while we were having a yard sale. One of them was riding a very nice 1910s-20s Iver-Johnson and I cringed as I watched them drop it against the curb and dent the nickle-plated fork.
Fascinated, I followed them back to where they came and talked to the owner of all the bicycles, who I had no idea was an apostle at the time. I asked him if I could borrow one of the bicycles, a Schwinn Twinn tandem. He was nice and trusted me, a total stranger, to borrow it for the day.
From then on, we worked out a deal that I could borrow any of his bicycles except for one as long as his grandchildren weren't using it, and I offered to repair them for free in exchange for borrowing them. He had a quadcycle, a Town & Country trike, and some Schwinn middleweights and musclebikes.
Eventually I got to borrow the one bicycle that was off limits--the Iver-Johnson. It looks identical to the one in the picture--it had the same paint scheme, the nickle-plated fork, the racer handlebars that were flipped upside-down, the flashlight in a holder, and the tires with the stripe on the side. The only difference is that his had a drop stand, a seat with long springs on it, and instead of a toolbag, it had a license plate from 1937--but the bicycle was obviously much older than that and he probably got it secondhand as he was a child during the Great Depression.
I thought this would be a fun story from my childhood to share. Sometimes it's a smaller world than we think and it's interesting how peoples' lives connect.
Fascinated, I followed them back to where they came and talked to the owner of all the bicycles, who I had no idea was an apostle at the time. I asked him if I could borrow one of the bicycles, a Schwinn Twinn tandem. He was nice and trusted me, a total stranger, to borrow it for the day.
From then on, we worked out a deal that I could borrow any of his bicycles except for one as long as his grandchildren weren't using it, and I offered to repair them for free in exchange for borrowing them. He had a quadcycle, a Town & Country trike, and some Schwinn middleweights and musclebikes.
Eventually I got to borrow the one bicycle that was off limits--the Iver-Johnson. It looks identical to the one in the picture--it had the same paint scheme, the nickle-plated fork, the racer handlebars that were flipped upside-down, the flashlight in a holder, and the tires with the stripe on the side. The only difference is that his had a drop stand, a seat with long springs on it, and instead of a toolbag, it had a license plate from 1937--but the bicycle was obviously much older than that and he probably got it secondhand as he was a child during the Great Depression.
I thought this would be a fun story from my childhood to share. Sometimes it's a smaller world than we think and it's interesting how peoples' lives connect.