Restoring an Old Bicycle from the 1960s
My grandfather’s bicycle is rusted and dusty, its tires flat. I sand the frame, repaint it cherry red, and replace the chain and brakes. I add a wicker basket to the front, perfect for carrying books. When I ride it down the street, the bell rings softly, and my grandfather smiles, saying, “It looks just like it did when I was young.” This restoration isn’t just fixing a bike—it’s bringing back memories.