A Story from David Goodman

My dad brought me home a scooter that his client gave him in return for legal services. He did not have enough money to hire my dad so he bartered the bike for a lawyer. The bike had a lawn mower engine so in order to start it, you had to pull the cord. I was about 12. This was the coolest bike I had ever seen. I sat on it and felt like "The Fonze" from Happy Days. It was in August, must have bee...n the hottest day of the year.
I remember my dad pulling the cord to start the engine. It would not turn . He must have pulled that cord 100 times. His face was blood red and dripping like a faucet. He would not stop until that bike started. When it did, I had a smile from ear to ear. I got on the bike and drove it up and down Leafydale court until it ran out of gas. I remember thinking that I had the best father in the world! I'll never forget that day