For the fun of it…

If I were thinking in a logical manner… the expense to overhaul a 20 year old bike would not be worth it.  But what price is joy?  When you ride a bike over 8,000 miles it is impossible to recall old memories  as you add new ones.  What price is a unexpected smile… a retrieved feeling?  Not an old bike at all… a memory retrieval tool  that also creates new ones… such a thing is priceless!

1939 Rheimetall

When the phone rings…

Been reading lately that the least tolerant people are those who keep asking for tolerance by others.  I must be missing something… if someone is intolerant who believes claims that they are virtues of tolerance.  I accept the fact that not everyone loves typewriters.  Some prefer to use computers, I tolerate this odd behavior.

1939 Rheinmetall