Remember the Banana Seat?

We drive by a location on our way to church or the girl's school several times a week. The owner often has things for sale in the yard near the road. A few months ago, we were driving by and he had some older bikes for sale-old enough that they reminded me of the style of the first bike that I learned to ride. That launched my brain into sharing a story with Tony and any of the girls who might have been listening.

I had been handed down a turquoise metallic finish bike from my sister, Barb. It bore a glittery turquoise seat which was a bit beat up having been through two of us. One day, I carelessly vacated the bike and left it to rest in the part of the yard where my dad and brothers often backed their vehicles. That evening, my brother-in-law, Dan, backed up into the yard, and you guessed it, over my bike! He felt terrible even though it was my fault. My parents did NOT feel sorry for me because they felt like I had been careless.

Not many days passed until the next time I saw Dan and when he arrived, he presented me with a new bike seat...a white banana seat with bright colored flowers all over it. I LOVED it!

End of memory. Back to the present. A few days later, we were passing by again and low and behold, would you believe, out by the road for sale was a turquoise bike. I quickly pointed it out noting that it was very similar to bike I had as a child. And then we got closer and I couldn't believe my eyes...it had the EXACT same kind of seat that my brother-in-law had bought me! I wanted a picture so bad but we were running late and though Tony was willing to turn around, it seemed silly to me for him to make that sacrifice. I figured we would get a picture later. But later it was dark. The next time we drove by, it was gone. I was so bummed and watched and watched. Then one day, I was on my way to pick up the girls from school and there it was. But this time I had no camera. I was delighted to find out when I got to the school that Britnee had her camera with her. So we made a stop on the way home and got these. How cool is it that I now have photos to scrap this memory?!