December 7, 2011
Andy and I are walking up Fryman canyon. It’s a splendid morning, the mountains are clearly wrinkled across the verdant valley, echoing our own slowly aging faces. This is Sunday in the park sans George in my LA circa 2011. “This is a perfect moment,” I say, stopping to appreciate the view. “Our kids haven’t […]
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November 30, 2011
“It’s a very simple machine. I feel very connected to what’s going on.” Will says this as we’re riding together on a crystalline Sunday as the clock arcs to noon and then crests it as we race like mad on the straightaway home. Fixed gear bikes, or “fixies” are really a throwback to the first […]
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