Growing up we were poor and rarely had money for any kind of extravegant Christmas. I was maybe ten yerars old and all I wanted was a new seat for my old bicycle. The one I had was ripped and when you sat on it your butt would get all wet from the damp foam and being left in the rain. Well i kept hinting and hinting, but I knew my family probably could not afford a new seat. Well Christmas morning arrived and when I looked under the tree I saw this beautiful package in the shape of a brand new banana seat. Well I quickly woke my parents and we all gathered in the living room. I causiously and carefully opened the package, just then my Aunt entered the house. She was watching as I showed off my new bicycle seat, it was just what I wanted. Well when I turned around, to my surprise my Aunt Peg was wheeling in a brand new Schwinn neon lime green bicycle without a seat. Oh my God, this was the best Christmas ever. I loved that bike and road it every where. It had a basket on the front and I would put my little dog (Ringo) in it and ride her around town. I took good care of this bike (The only new bicycle I ever received in my entire life). I had it for a long time. Ironically, I can still remember the serial number on it, HR9952320. Today I have a hard time remembering my phone number?..woodsy