Re: [CR]Second Sunday of November

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Date: Mon, 12 Nov 2007 04:55:33 -0500
From: "Michael Schmidt" <mdschmidt56@verizon.net>
Subject: Re: [CR]Second Sunday of November
In-reply-to: <002b01c824cb$8e985c90$0202a8c0@Leo>
To: Robert Clair <r.clair@cox.net>, Aldo Ross <aldoross4@siscom.net>, <classicrendezvous@bikelist.org>
Thread-topic: [CR]Second Sunday of November
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Conrad's is still there on Tudor Place but it is under different ownership.

Mike Schmidt Stirling, NJ USA

On 11/11/07 8:30 PM, "Robert Clair" <r.clair@cox.net> wrote:
> ... sometimes it rains like silver ...
>
> by the way, anyone recall "Conrad"s in NYC.
>
> rc
> alex va
>
> ----- Original Message -----
> From: "Aldo Ross" <aldoross4@siscom.net>
> To: <classicrendezvous@bikelist.org>
> Sent: Sunday, November 11, 2007 2:53 PM
> Subject: [CR]Second Sunday of November
>
>
>> Second Sunday of November
>> Morning brings a cold, steady rain
>> The cycling year is winding down
>> Except for those with different ambitions
>>
>> Time for a test, riding the wet trail downstream
>> To where the interurban bridge once stood
>> Crumbling wreckage of concrete and rotting steel
>> Victim of the Flood of '37
>>
>> The new extra-long fender performs as-advertised
>> The frontal spray deflected forward of the bike
>> Tracking left and right, I can aim the stream
>> Like a squirt gun mounted on an amusement park ride
>>
>> At the other end of the fender the situation is rather bleak
>> My homemade mudflap hangs twisted and limp
>> It's leather attachments seemed a good idea in a warm, dry workroom
>> But soggy leather is not a sturdy structural material
>>
>> Thunder in the distance, the day changes
>>> From dove to charcoal
>> A flash of lightening
>> (What the Hell am I doing out here?)
>>
>> I'm riding
>> Same as I've always done
>> In spite of the cold
>> In spite of the rain
>>
>> Same as I've always done
>> In spite of the disappointments
>> In spite of the loneliness
>> I'm riding
>>
>> In spite of the loss
>> In spite of the sadness
>> In spite of the silenced voice
>> I'm riding, same as I've always done
>>
>> Looking out across the river, standing where my father and I once stood
>> On a chill but sunny November day
>> He - staring across the years to his childhood
>> Trying to explain to me what the now-wrecked bridge had meant to him
>>
>> In spite of the memories, and because of them
>> I'm riding in the cold rain
>> On the Second Sunday of November
>> To where the interurban bridge once stood
>>
>>
>>
>> Aldo Ross
>> Middletown, Ohio
>>
>> http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cincinnati_and_Lake_Erie_Railroad