Grandson Casey is 28, medically retired from the Marine Corps (trashed his back) and married with two boys. His wife is originally from New Hampshire. They bought a house in North Carolina after he was retired but recently decided to sell and move back to Maine, closer to both his and her families. Seeing as they were unable to close a deal on a suitable house in time, they are living with us for a while. (Another story or six there...) His boys are 4 and 7 and pretty much your standard issue little boys with two speeds: Wide Open and sleeping. Many years ago, when Casey was just a little tyke himself, I bought him a John Deere branded Big Wheel tricycle. He and his brother put about a million miles on that thing. When they got bigger, it languished of course, and I rescued it before it got lost, destroyed or thrown away. When his first boy was big enough to enjoy it, I restored it with new bearings, pedals, rubber and a paint job and sent it down to them in North Carolina. That's Casey on the left with his pet turkey and his son Jayden on the right on the restored trike. I got to watch Jayden riding up and down the same driveway on the same trike his Dad had at that age. While it made me feel my age a little to watch my great-grandson riding his trike, it also warmed my heart. While I was at it, I introduced Jayden to the old "playing card in the spokes" motor for his two-wheeler. Being a typical little boy, he thought it was cool. Anything that makes noise is a Good Thing.