Dow's Bicycles

My brother Dow loved bicycles. He took bits and pieces of old bikes and put them together into brand new ones. He was never happier than when he was able to fix up and give each and every bicycle to someone who needed one.

After he died, we couldn't bring ourselves to dispose of those pieces, so they sit in random piles around the property, memories of Dow at every turn. Old bicycles, tires, wheels, seats, frames. Piles of trash to some ... sweet memories and treasure to his family. I miss him so much.