Sea story: Growing up on a bike (1953-1963)

1952-Austin pedal carWhen I was four and five, Mom was the buyer for a national toy company. As you can imagine, we had obscene Christmases, because she could get the latest toys and games for wholesale or less. 1952-Princess_Elizabeth_watches_her_son_Prince_Charles_playing_in_his-toy carI remember having a pedal-powered Austin car identical to that of Prince Charles (his was green; mine was cream-coloured), and such luxuries. Continue reading

Come on over!

9th co wr-0001Now that I have two blogs covering the different aspects of the original one, I will make some changes to both. The Freewheeling Freelancer will continue to carry non-fiction about living and working on the road, and about my bicycle travels. Meanwhile, this site will host fiction and memoir. Each Saturday, I will post to one site and publish a link on the other.

2019-PBEThis week, I report on my ride from Charlottesville to Annapolis and Philadelphia for my Class Reunion and the Philadelphia Bicycle Exposition. Click here.  Enjoy!

Until next time,

Smooth roads and tailwinds,

Jonathan.

Retirement, really?

“What are you going to do now, Tom?” Major Ricardo Sanchez asked his old friend. They stood in the sunshine on the lawn, holding their champagne flutes. Beyond the tent and its tables of canapes and heavier foods, the guests’ children had organized an enthusiastic game of tag with much squealing and more than a few grass stains on dresses and pants. Continue reading

Chapter 1: Bomb

Everyday Life of Italy in the 1950s (13)

Joe Mather felt and heard a heavy thump up ahead as he coasted downhill. It pushed the hot September air into his face like a gust of wind. He sped past the heavy traffic that choked downtown Rome during the lunch hour, even on the weekend. Ahead on his left stood the American Embassy, still called Palazzo Margherita by the locals. Wondering about the noise, he decided not to stop at the Embassy Annex to his right, where he had been going. Continue reading