Artist's Description
Just saying goodby to Bessie, my bike, which I have been forced to sell. I’ll miss her. She was named after my grandmother and a funny storey. When I was little my mother and she were out and our van broke down. This was pre cell phones. My mother wasn’t well, so my grandmother accepted help from a kindly stranger, who rode her on the back of his bike to go call someone. This was in the 70’s mind you and old women didn’t commonly ride bikes. She was spotted by an unbelieving cousin who was with a friend. Of course the entire family heard about the incedent and has retold the funny storey. It was a source of pride for my “Gram” for a long time!
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Artwork Comments
It is sad to say goodbye, but your memories will exist forever!
Nice shot – the bike really grabs you =)
Nice photography and a nice story with it
—I use to go riding with a couple of buddies.
Sharon
Ahhh I feel the pain…..
sorry to hear you had to sell your there are fun and cheep on gas
great image…………….wolf
i like the story! and sure, you’ll miss bessy. ;)
Perfect! lovely work!
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Thanks Steven.
awww, I’m sorry you had to sell your bike :o( What kind of bike is she? Great tale about your gram!
Thanks Sara. It was a Honda Shadow. Sorry folks, no Harley. Yeah, now I ride my bycycle instead. Not as exciting, but at least I get some exercise.