It was a Sunday evening and we had visited Roger our friend at Shands in Gainesville. Myself, Terri Harty and Rick Bringger in the photograph. On Sunday afternoon of this week Rogers daughter Liz called and said I may be interested in some of his bicycle stuff.
I met her at Rogers and made a sad tour of his house. It was an uneasy feeling. I had the impression that Liz wanted me to have the stuff, but Alan didn't. He got Rogers bicycle out from the side garage shed that he thought I would want. It was his Trek Mountain bike.On the bike was he waist pack, which I was interested in as well for sentiment, but Alan took it, looked inside and kept it.
After that, I just kept silent, telling them, they should keep this and that, explaining to them about this bike, that huret counter, that little bottle for dogs, etc. I do think had Alan not been along, Liz perhaps would have been a bit more giving. Not that I wanted anything at all, but she offered. Anyway, I have seven bikes now, and it really was the last thing I needed.
I will take the bike to Harry's Bike Shop and let him put the components on a frame that Roger gave me from a trip to Wisconsin. He always asked if I had built it up, but never had the components. Had I been able, I would have asked for some of his bike repair tools, but...I will take it to Harry. The old red frame I will take and display in a shadow box with Roger memento's.
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