For > 30 years, Pa cycled daily to work rain or shine from our old house at Indus Road to his workplace at Mackenzie Road. On some weekends, he would ferry me on a rattan-child seat to his workplace to play and feed chickens he reared for food. When I grew up, I often took his bicycle for spins in the neighbourhood (on roads, not on footpaths). Now I cannot recall what happened to this China-made bicycle that had a dynamo attached to the front-wheel for the headlight. A real workout for the legs when cycling at night.
What did you do together with your dad in your growing-up years?
Happy Father’s Day.
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