For me it all started with the color purple, the year was 1969. That was the year an obsession would start and it would stay with me for the better part of my life. In 1969 I received my first bicycle for Christmas. I was in love immediately with all it’s purple splendor, the purple metal flaked banana seat with gold piping trim, the sissy bar, the cream colored strips around the top tube, the chrome wheels with the rear wheel wrapped in a black slick and the ape hanger handle bars finished with purple flake grips. This would become the vehicle for hours and hours of escape and freedom.