HaPpY BiRthDay, Gregg!

Whenever I walk or drive along Park Avenue from Seville to McClintock, I smile.   The side walk all the way is mostly straight, except for every 80 feet when it curves to the right, then 80 more straight feet and it curves left, and 80 more straight feet and . . . . I have fond memories along that route.

When Gregg was 4, the house was empty until the older kids got home from school.   Often we  would walk to the Windmills park for fun.  The little blue bike with the 10" wheels was perfect for him.  The ground was close, in case of a spill.  He'd ride perfectly all the way from our house to the first curve along Windmills. . .  That's when he either crashed or stopped to walk the curve.  Everytime.  Once past the curve, he was good for 80 feet, and then he would fall or walk the curve.   He rode great along the straight parts, but those curves were mean!  It was hard to watch him struggle at the curves because he loved going straight so much!   But he'd always get right back on.  I would coach him to look ahead for the curve so he'd be ready.  He never gave up and I remember many rides to the park, which means he finally got it.

Today is Gregg's birthday.  He's much older now and has accomplished many good things, in fact he'll graduate in December with a degree in graphic design.    It looks like the straight line practice was worth it! 

HapPy biRtHdAy, Gregg!
I love you, dearly!
Mom