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Trophies and Their Stories

I have accumulated a lot of trophies over the years; especially as a kid and a teenager.  Baseball, oratorical contests, and even a citizenship award. In later years they were all clutter to me, and so I disposed of them.  But one small trophy remains.

It was my first trophy.  A marble block with a gold plated plastic cyclist mounted on top; first place for a bike race I won when I was nine years old.  It was at Federal Hill in South Baltimore, on the circular drive that is now covered over for a playground.  In that park, twenty years after that milestone race, I proposed to Marcella.  And then, twenty years after that, that bicycle was proudly ridden by our eleven year old daughter, Elizabeth.  What a story it could tell.