Handlebars are unsung servants, yes.
But would you venture with meto see how they helped me as a boy to get hold of things?Like you, I took them for granted.Overall, I didn’t treat my bikes well.I didn’t pamper themas my friends did theirs. Still—I had three of them—they were my buddies,I kept them close,and they knew my love. Reeling back slowly, the feeling that comes to me strongest from the boyhood world of transportis the firmness—and carefree wayI grabbed hold of those handlebar grips,took a hopping start,flung my leg over the seat,and began to get a move-on! From Allan Cox's collection, "Signs of Significance"Copyright© 2009, all rights reserved.
Causes Allan Cox Supports
Fourth Presbyterian Church of Chicago, Gilda's Club (cancer) Chicago, Martin Marty Center, University of Chicago, Iona Center, Healdsburg, CA (all 401-C-3s...