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A kid without a bike

tcr! · 4 days ago

In my neighborhood we have an alley that runs behind all of our houses. It’s where our garages are and where we set out our trash cans. Maggie learned to ride her bike there and all that. It’s where the real stories are.

Having the alley is nice because we can put things out there that are still good and somebody will come along and pick them up.

So a couple of weeks ago I was cleaning out my garage and wheeled Maggie’s kid bike out by the alley. She’s too big to ride it anymore and I knew somebody would snag it before long. Maybe pop a couple wheelies and jump some sweet jumps on their sidewalk.

But you wanna know who took it?

My good Christian neighbor. A few nights later when Maggie and I were coming home down the alley she said, “Hey! That’s my bike!”

Yep, it’d moved a mere 30-ish feet over into the neighbor’s yard.

Bike sitting there with the weeds

Granted my neighbor had every right to it since I put it up for grabs but it’s kind of disheartening to see Maggie’s first ride just leaning up against the neighbor’s garage the last couple weeks.

Instead of some other kid without a bike being able to ride it this summer it’s sitting there with the weeds.

PS- this is the same neighbor that choked the goose and dumped yard debris by the retention pond.

#photos #bikes #allislost

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Karly · 4 days ago

Aw man. I thought this story would end with a Maggie 2.0 riding the cul de sac and you guys smiling at the memories. 😒

tcr! tcr! · 4 days ago

Me, too.

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tism tism · 4 days ago

Ffs…selfish neighbor. Take it back. :-P

tcr! tcr! · 4 days ago

Challenge accepted!

tism tism · 4 days ago

Travis Cremer I will require detailed surveillance reports, and a battle plan.

tcr! tcr! · 4 days ago

There may be some post-op photos

fiatlux423 · 3 days ago

I’ll take it back for you and shake my fist at him if he tries to stop me

tism tism · 3 days ago

The secret “Cremer’s Army” is massing world. Look the f*ck out!!”

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reiner_j · 4 days ago

Oh Sally…..

reiner_j · 4 days ago

She can’t help it bro. She’s borderline hoarder. Ever been in her house?

tcr! tcr! · 4 days ago

No, we don’t talk to each other anymore 😁

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pynn · 4 days ago

Choked the goose?

reiner_j · 4 days ago

Geoff Pynn that really happened bro. It’s not figurative either.

tcr! tcr! · 4 days ago

Totally true.

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jimi hindrance experience jimi hindrance experience · 4 days ago

Yikes.

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Schocker · 3 days ago

That is sad about the bike. However, I know she is probably looking for a kid to give it to. She does that. Maybe she thought she was saving it from scrappers. Also, she’s not a Christian. I’ve talked to her many times. She may identify herself that way, but she does not accept Christ as her savior. In fact, she very rarely even goes to church. Trust me… I’ve tried to share and talk the gospel with her many times to no avail. She’s not even sure what she believes, but it’s not that needs Christ as her savior.

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fiatlux423 · 3 days ago

Take it back bro he’s a dick

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Share the road with bikes?

tcr! · Jun 14, 2018 at 8:47 am

Audio (MP3): 20180614 - Share the road with bikes?

How about they go the speed limit? Or obey the traffic signals? Or decide if they’re going to be on the street or the sidewalk?

I ride my bike as much as anybody. Okay, that’s not true. I have a bike in my garage and I’ve only ridden a few times this year.

But I’ve seen the guy at Sammy’s Bikes race around town, blow through stop signs, make wild ass turns without warning, weave around cars, all like he’s in a race to win the World Cup.

When I do ride my bike if I’m on the sidewalk then I act like a pedestrian. And if I’m on the street I act like a car. I stop at stop signs even if nobody’s around.

I do my best to follow the laws in either case. Because I believe in the greater good.

Yes, I still protest in my garage but I’m not a big fan of anarchy in the streets. I’m much more interested in communal well-being than getting my rocks off on my 10 speed.

#bikes #socialproblems #diariespodcast

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May 10th, 2018 at 7:23:31 pm

tcr! · May 10, 2018 at 7:23 pm

Bikes at Dairy Queen Peanut Buster Parfait

🍦🚲 #photos #bikes #icecream

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Memories are what make places feel like home

tcr! · Mar 22, 2018 at 8:57 pm

Audio (MP3): 20180322 - Memories are what make places feel like home

Allison Ave satellite map


When I was a kid living in a little town in Iowa, our neighborhood, our street, our house they all felt like home to me. I always felt secure, always felt like I belonged. My life was feature complete on that block.

I’m sure it was because that house on Allison Avenue in Ottumwa was the only place I’d ever lived, the only home I’d ever known. That street just a single block long was the center of my whole universe.

A group of us kids would ride our bikes over to Mowery, maybe around McKinley, always down the Johnson ramp, and across Albia Road to Dairy Queen. Sometimes Pamida instead. If that name doesn’t ring a bell, think department store akin to K-mart.

And my mom made dinner every night and when I sat down to eat with her, my dad, and sister nothing was ever missing. The dinner table always felt full.

Since then I’ve lived in more places than I can count. Lived on both coasts and in plenty of places in between. The only time I feel that same sense of home I did as a kid is when Maggie and I are out riding our bikes.

I don’t know what it is about fixed-gears and neighborhood streets but they ring a bicycle bell with my emotions. I’m taken back to Allison, taken back to something much more than simple deja-vu. It sounds corny but it feels as if my spirit transcends space and time and part of me is there on the avenue again.

And yes, I absolutely feel a sense of family when Maggie and I are eating dinner but then again something is always missing. I feel a separation, a loss. I feel incomplete. Because my mom, dad, and sister aren’t there.

On Allison we always ate in the kitchen because we didn’t have a dining room. Maggie and I have a dining room now but we always eat in the kitchen. Because kitchens feel more like home.

I wonder if my mom felt the same way, missing her mom and dad, longing for her brothers when she was making us dinner in Ottumwa. Remembering the times around her kitchen table with her childhood family out on the farm just south of town.

I wonder if I feel like my dad did when he was making dinner for Angie and I. When we were a little bit older and the three of us lived together on Casper.

And I also wonder if Maggie will feel the same after she grows up, when she’s making dinner for her kids. Remember that one year she and I watched every episode of Lost while we ate the dinner I made for us.

“You can’t go home” the book title famously says. I’ve driven down Allison Avenue a few times as an adult, wanting to revisit the old neighborhood and all. I was hoping to feel something each time I went, recapture a little childhood magic but I only felt a distant connection to a fading past. And what’s more, I felt out of place. That neighborhood isn’t mine anymore.

My memories from the 70s are so much more powerful than actually being there. Part of me wishes I could go back but I’d have to time travel I suppose.


[…school night interlude, including showers and homework…]


I had a minor revelation after getting my earlier thoughts out in the open and letting them simmer for a bit. I almost always write to process something and what I’ve found tonight is that memories are what make places feel like home.

Maggie learned to ride her bike behind our garage in the alley. We were out there for a couple of hours and she was so close. So close, so many times but it just wasn’t happening. She was wearing down and I wanted her to keep trying. She and I both knew she almost had it. There’ll be a certain electricity when you’re on the verge of becoming more than what you have been. When you’re on the verge of flying to greater heights.

And then she got enough momentum. She let go and trusted her body. She found her balance. And then she was off riding two wheels by herself.

Fixed-gear bike, too. Because they’re bad ass.


Mom and I in the Allison kitchen
Mom and I in the Allison kitchen, July 1978. Coors all the way.


Me with my bike in front of the Allison house
Me with my bike in front of the Allison house, June 1980. Fixed-gear and banana seat. Yeah man.


#photos #mommaj #bikes #diariespodcast

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Irene · Mar 23, 2019 at 8:37 am

What a guy!! What a writer! What a beautiful tribute to your parents!!! ❤️

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First bike ride of Spring 2018

tcr! · Mar 22, 2018 at 4:44 pm

Maggie on her bike

🚲💕 #photos #maggie #bikes

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Me and my bike in 1982

tcr! · Oct 20, 2017 at 12:31 pm

Me and my bike in 1982

Flash Back Friday to 35 years ago when me and my bike were literally this cool.

#photos #bikes

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jimi hindrance experience jimi hindrance experience · Oct 21, 2017 at 8:16 am

Rudo! (Espanol)

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tcr! tcr! · Oct 21, 2017 at 9:07 am

Mucho malo!

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October afternoon bike ride

tcr! · Oct 9, 2017 at 5:10 pm

October afternoon bike ride

Tomorrow won’t be as pretty but today is perfect.

🚴 #photos #bikes #maggie

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jimi hindrance experience jimi hindrance experience · Oct 10, 2017 at 1:16 am

Cool. It feels like you’re present in the moment. Happy for you.

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tcr! tcr! · Oct 10, 2017 at 7:00 am

Thankies. Sometimes I have to schedule time to be present with Maggie and I don’t like that. But I do like it when the schedule comes around.

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Silver Schwinn Cruiser

tcr! · Sep 15, 2017 at 3:42 pm

Silver Schwinn Cruiser

I don’t know about you guys but I’m glad this work week is over! 🎉

#photos #bikes

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Live action bike riding

tcr! · Jul 9, 2017 at 7:10 pm

Live action bike riding

Sunday night in summah…

#photos #bikes

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Feet on the frame

tcr! · Jun 15, 2017 at 8:00 pm

Feet on the frame

I might be a grown-up but I can still do this.

☠️ #photos #bikes

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