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By Guy McClure
What does it take to be truly carefree? For me it is simply two wheels and starry summer nights.
While home in Athens after my freshman year at college, I first experienced this freedom and it has stuck with me ever since. You see in the early summer of 1980, my grandfather’s driveway became the depository for a stolen bike. A white 10-speed Raleigh that he subsequently gave to me after it was not claimed. I hadn’t ridden a bike since I had been issued a driver’s license, but I took the gift thinking it may bring back a sort of nostalgia. It did bring nostalgia, but it wasn’t about the action of riding the bike but the environment in which the bike was ridden.