I remember last year when my mom took you for a bike ride on the tandum bike. You rode the length of the entire bike path and at about the 7th mile you started to complain about your hiney......the longer you rode, the more you complained. My mom kept reminding you that at the end of the bike ride you would stop for some ice cream. Tired of hearing her repetitive remarks you finally blurted out...."yea well when i finally get it....i wont be eating it." Nancy Bittner and my mom were laughing so hysterically that they had to stop riding before they crashed. You enjoyed the ice cream that day but it took 10 minutes to convince you to get back on the bike. The bikes are getting tuned up...Ted put a nice cushy seat on yours. Pray for warm weather. Love Aric

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