Uncle Peter’s Bike
Christy Alferes - Ames, IA
I got my first bike from my Godfather Peter Collins.
It was during my birthday party, inside, as it was raining. Of course I was so excited to ride it that i did not want to wait. I asked my parents permission to ride it in the house, and they denied me.
To the rescue; Uncle Peter, who gave me permission above all!
My uncle Peter is no longer with us. He served in the Vietnam war, and after being home for a short time, he ended his own life.
I think of him so often, and how I wish that he could know how special that day was to me, and how much it meant to a little girl on her birthday .. I do not remember anything else about that day.
So, instead of a photo of my first bike, I am including a photo of my Uncle Peter Collins.