and Germans, we were being assimilated into the American mainstream, our ethnicities getting watered down. People can’t imagine what it was like, living in the country here between Long Island Sound and Little Neck Bay. Right after the end of World War II was a grand time to be American.
As you must recall, we’d get on our bikes and be gone all day, totally free, not even needing to lock them. Since my kick-stand was perpetually broken, I’d lie it down on the ground. When I’d come back, it was always where I left it. So was yours except your kick-stand worked and yours was upright.
