My man Charlie.......

This is a love story. I'm not one to tear up while watching chic flicks or spend any time reading twilight but I have found a tail of romance that works for me. It's a real life story about ME....and my bike. My brothers actually set us up but wait...I'm getting ahead of myself.
 Charlie had seen his glory days in the late 1980's. He had loved, lived and put hundreds of miles on those two cute tires of his. However, those happy days came to an end when he was dumped in a pile behind my apartment complex where he lay....rusting....for years and years! 'Till one day Joseph felt the need to do some exploring.  During his escapades Joseph met Charlie and saw his true potential and superior level of moral character. Joseph with help from Jamie and Urban Downfall boosted his self worth and cleaned up the rust....well mostly.

Then Joseph was determined to get us together forced me to drive to the bike shop and pick the bike up. Right there in the Urban Downfall parking lot TRUE LOVE HAPPENED. Charlie Taught me to love long bike rides to Utah Lake. He taught me that driving to the store is not nearly as fun as riding your bike with the handle bars lined with grocery bags. He helped me assemble my biker gang and our weekly Sunday rides. And we have been happy together ever since. Charlie I love you. Thanks for making me smile!