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Things I Thought I Would Never Part With

We had a garage sale last weekend.

Twenty years of accumulation since we moved to Malta.

Almost everything sold. There’s not much left to donate or take to the dump.

Folks snatched up furniture, framed prints, used tires, old tools.

A few things didn’t sell: outdated electronics, sketchy exercise equipment, lightly worn boots, and my bicycle.

A Trek mountain bike that Barb gave me before we were married, it was my escape from the city when we lived in Bozeman. I could hop on the bike at our apartment on Wilson Ave. and within minutes be out in the country.

There were also some epic rides on th...


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