Can you remember your first two-wheeler, or when you first learned to ride a bike? I don't remember whose bicycle it was, but I'm sure it was a hand-me-down from my older brother or sister. We were living in Great Falls, Montana as my father had volunteered to be part of some sort of foreign military exchange program. The streets where we lived were laid out in very orderly rows and columns, called Avenues in one direction and Streets in the other. Once I got over the in