We’ve all seen sepia-toned photos of mustachioed, too-hatted men astride “penny-farthing” (high-wheeler) bikes.
You may even have seen an image of a woman—probably in “bloomers”—on one of those machines.
But what about the kids?
In the middle of the journey of my life, I am--as always--a woman on a bike. Although I do not know where this road will lead, the way is not lost, for I have arrived here. And I am on my bicycle, again.
I am Justine Valinotti.
We’ve all seen sepia-toned photos of mustachioed, too-hatted men astride “penny-farthing” (high-wheeler) bikes.
You may even have seen an image of a woman—probably in “bloomers”—on one of those machines.
But what about the kids?