Two years ago on a blustery Sunday morning in November, I went to a concrete patch opposite the BMX track in Burgess Park and did the best thing I ever did. I learned how to ride a bike. My instructor reminded me of my uncle – kind and stern. From the moment he told me to look ahead and push off, I never looked back.

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