2016-12-04T00:18:02Z http://www.ps164alumni.net/forum/topics/1978143:Topic:12425?commentId=1978143%3AComment%3A12440&feed=yes&xn_auth=no tag:www.ps164alumni.net,2009-02-18:1978143:Comment:23509 2009-02-18T23:50:02.156Z Debra Gerson (Levy) http://www.ps164alumni.net/profile/DebraLevyneeGerson

I loved my magenta colored banana seat bike! It had streamers and a great basket in front. My brother had a banana seat bike too, and we used to put baseball cards in the spokes (great sound!). We all used to ride everywhere...it felt great! I remember riding to Park Drive East, and my brother Jeff "catching" a dead fish and bringing it home to my mom (she was not too pleased!).

I loved my magenta colored banana seat bike! It had streamers and a great basket in front. My brother had a banana seat bike too, and we used to put baseball cards in the spokes (great sound!). We all used to ride everywhere...it felt great! I remember riding to Park Drive East, and my brother Jeff "catching" a dead fish and bringing it home to my mom (she was not too pleased!). tag:www.ps164alumni.net,2008-04-18:1978143:Comment:14371 2008-04-18T08:18:06.360Z Menahem Kanafi (Charles Kane) http://www.ps164alumni.net/profile/MenahemKanafiCharlesKane

I don't remember a favorite bike per se, but I did have 3 over the course of the years: my first, a red coaster-brake job, my second, a blue ten-speed and my third - actually my Dad's (after the blue one got stolen - more on that later), a big black something which had a sticker on the downtube urging the rider to "Ride Awheel on Sheffield Steel".<br /> <br /> I recall learning to ride rather late - Sara and I went to some posh party on the Island (perhaps a Dome party) at which all the kids were riding…

I don't remember a favorite bike per se, but I did have 3 over the course of the years: my first, a red coaster-brake job, my second, a blue ten-speed and my third - actually my Dad's (after the blue one got stolen - more on that later), a big black something which had a sticker on the downtube urging the rider to "Ride Awheel on Sheffield Steel".<br /> <br /> I recall learning to ride rather late - Sara and I went to some posh party on the Island (perhaps a Dome party) at which all the kids were riding around - except Sara and myself, neither of whom could ride. We were so shamed and depressed that the next weekend we learned to ride in a few hours. The thrill of zooming down Danger Hill!<br /> <br /> Shortly thereafter, on some midweek holiday (Bklyn/Queens Day or some such), Sara, Kingman, Kinglin and I went riding in the park. Having the feeling we were being followed, we rode with all speed, for some unfathomable reason, to the Unisphere. The bandits caught up with us, and, under the threat of a large rusty chain, relieved a number of us of our bicycles (Mine, definitely, and either Kingman or Kinglin's). I don't remember much more, merely that we reported it to the 107th Precinct under the careful eyes of some parents, and that I was relegated to Riding Awheel on Sheffield Steel until college.<br /> <br /> Cheers! tag:www.ps164alumni.net,2008-03-20:1978143:Comment:12440 2008-03-20T20:19:39.924Z Yumiko Hoshi http://www.ps164alumni.net/profile/YumikoHoshi

My favorite bike was burgundy red with pedal brakes and a seat in the back...first started out with training wheels. Was so happy when I got the training wheels off. I remember riding up and down 75th Rd. to 76th Ave, then to 137 th and back home. Sometimes I would venture out a bit and go further on 137th and 73rd Terrace and 139th...I wanted to go further but was not brave enough. Those days were great...I felt safe riding wherever I went and my mother had no idea where I was. But I always…

My favorite bike was burgundy red with pedal brakes and a seat in the back...first started out with training wheels. Was so happy when I got the training wheels off. I remember riding up and down 75th Rd. to 76th Ave, then to 137 th and back home. Sometimes I would venture out a bit and go further on 137th and 73rd Terrace and 139th...I wanted to go further but was not brave enough. Those days were great...I felt safe riding wherever I went and my mother had no idea where I was. But I always came home safe and sound. We brought that bike back to Japan and rode it around my neighborhood too but it was not the same. I had that bike with me until I was 11 or 12 when my parents bought met a bigger bike with hand brakes. But my first bike was my favorite bike.