Ride of Passage

Hey, Henry got his first two-wheeler! I saw this spiffy red number in the thrift store two weeks ago and couldn't resist its training-wheel charms. After a preliminary spin in Lamont Plaza, Henry decided the bike needed a good wash. (is he his father's kid or what?)

Polishing the handle bars until they gleam.

He recruited Loretta too. They may give my uncle's Mohawk Car Wash a run for its money!