Last week I shared a clip of my first bicycle. I continue to work my way through the converted video files from my old family Super-8 movies and suspect I may have found an early influence for my multi-modal transportation obsession.
In the summer of 1965 I traveled to New York City with my parents for the 1964-65 World’s Fair. I apparently “drove” a car (on a track) and rode both a monorail and an aerial tram…
2 responses to “Origin Stories, Continued”
I was there that summer! Maybe we saw each other!
Lucky you didn’t take a NY cab. You might not be here today!