Friday, November 20, 2009

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Another old bike picture. That's my dad on Christmas morning in Boulder City, NV. 1955 or so?



My dad died almost 2 weeks ago of pulmonary fibrosis.



Until a couple years ago when his lungs started giving out, we enjoyed riding bikes along the Kettle River together.



I gave him a Peugeot mountain bike with huge fat knobbies one summer. He enjoyed tooling down the road on this bike when I came to visit.




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6 comments:

  1. Pat SNovember 20, 2009 at 3:56:00 PM PST

    Sorry about your dad, John.

    That Christmas morning pic is just cooler than cool.

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  2. Spokane AlNovember 20, 2009 at 4:49:00 PM PST

    You dad must have been pretty close to the same age as me (born 1950).

    Sorry about your loss.

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  3. EricNovember 20, 2009 at 10:07:00 PM PST

    My condolences John

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  4. UnknownNovember 21, 2009 at 8:42:00 PM PST

    Sorry to hear about your loss, John.

    Brent

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  5. AnonymousNovember 22, 2009 at 3:26:00 PM PST

    My condolences John.
    My father never used to tire of hearing mountain biking stories. When he passed away from a pulmonary disease I rode alot. Before and during the rides I made a point to mentally invite him along so he could see just what it was like. Just in case that was something he could do.

    Erik M.

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  6. KlayNovember 24, 2009 at 1:32:00 PM PST

    Oh John, I'm so sorry about your dad.

    We're thinking about you.

    K,R and even E

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