When I read the title of the thread, I thought of this story on BikePortland a few years back:
<http://bikeportland.org/2012/06/28/with-six-kids-and-no-car-this-mom-does-it-all-by-bike-73731> Mom carrying 6 kids in her bike. <http://bikeportland.org/2012/06/28/with-six-kids-and-no-car-this-mom-does-it-all-by-bike-73731> Best, Franklyn On Monday, August 29, 2016 at 2:23:19 PM UTC-7, Patrick Moore wrote: > > I look forward to other photos. Nostalgia follows; bail out now while you > have a chance. > > Reminiscing about my own elementary school boyhood (Oh! So long ago!), I > recall carpooling in rather (at the time; now very much so) declasse > Clinton, MD, Prince George's county MD, where we lived for 4 years until my > father was transferred overseas. St, John the Evangelist RC parish started > its school in 1961, when I entered 1st grade. We carpooled between my > father (Renault Dauphine! -- sold the Peugeot 403 hoping to net some cash) > swapped transport duties with my best friend's mother (excessively large > Irish Catholic working class family) late '50s Ford SW) and another > aspiring white collar professional (vague 7 year old recollections of > semi-Euro compact and pretty 9 year old babe daughter). > > But what about the setup below? I recall seeing many such transportation > arrangements in Bangalore when we lived there, 1st Q 1966 - end of 2d Q > 1967. I remember hailing a rickshaw to carry me home from my 2d Form (7th > grade) classes at St. Josephs (Jesuit) in Bangalore (the Prods went to > Bishop Cotton) -- odd, because usually my father's driver picked me up, > next stopping at the local Sacred Heart franchise to pick up my sisters and > little bro --at any rate, the skinny old man who pedaled the rickshaw was > very irate because he had to pedal me all the way to Palace Orchards, then > a dirt-road wilderness some (I guess) 7-8 miles from the school. I recall > having to argue with him and chivvy him along as we got further and further > from the downtown school. I myself started my long career of bike commuting > shortly afterward, when my parents let me ride my pimped Hero rod braked > roadster to school, and park it with all the other students' and staffs' > bikes in the Bike Shed (where I dangerously kick started the PT Teacher's > Vespa, then -- thank God! -- discovered the kill switch before he appeared > with bamboo cane in hand). > > > [image: Inline image 1] > -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "RBW Owners Bunch" group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an email to rbw-owners-bunch+unsubscr...@googlegroups.com. To post to this group, send email to rbw-owners-bunch@googlegroups.com. Visit this group at https://groups.google.com/group/rbw-owners-bunch. For more options, visit https://groups.google.com/d/optout.
