Push Me, Pull You

Reminisce - - Our Lives -

We called it a pushie, and in 1954 my brother Den­nis, stand­ing, and I raced it down the hilly streets of our Pottstown, Penn­syl­va­nia, neigh­bor­hood. Ours was al­ways the fastest. My grand­fa­ther was care­taker for a lo­cal es­tate, and the owner gave him a set of pro­fes­sional-look­ing Soap Box Derby wheels with ball bear­ings and iron axles. We rigged a steer­ing wheel to a rope to con­trol the front tires.


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