Sharing the Joy of Scooting

My daughter Sarah and I had twin scooters until hers got stolen. At first we hoped the police would find it, but that was a rather slim hope.

I noticed that I wasn’t having as much fun as usual scooting around the Valley, because I kept thinking of Sarah down in Connecticut with no scooter to ride. So I loaded my extra scooter into Cousin Max’s truck and drove it down there, and we had a lovely visit.

Now I’m getting so much more enjoyment from scooting around the Valley.