‘Al Searfoss’
I was in 6th grade at the West Ward School. Being an East Ender (Spring St.), we had to walk home for lunch. On the way back to school I stopped to pick up the bicycle my Uncle Al Searfoss had made me from parts he had.
I was in 6th grade at the West Ward School. Being an East Ender (Spring St.), we had to walk home for lunch. On the way back to school I stopped to pick up the bicycle my Uncle Al Searfoss had made me from parts he had.