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We lived in Sunnyside up until about halfway through grade six (1978ish). We had a territory that went from centre street to almost 14 street and 9th ave to 16th ave.

We'd play on Crescent hill till dark-thirty. You'd have to be careful of the teenagers who hung out in the tunnels up there. Other than that it was a free for all. Jumping off cliffs, sliding down the grass on cardboard, or old baby carriages. Back then they didn't have folding strollers, they had box style beds on frames with springs. Every once and while you could find one in the trash. We'd take the bed portion off, attach a piece of plywood to the frame and ride it down the hill.

We'd go over where the pathway starts at the east end. We'd go about halfway up and man would those things fly!

Then they made the fancy new pathway up the hill by the bridge and once it was open we all decided to race our bike down it. I had a beautiful green bike with fantastic white vynl banana seat, the smallest sissy bar you could get and nice deep handle bars.

So five us get all the way to the top and it being our first time we take it fairly easy until it the last good drop before it kinda flattens out. From there it's no more brakes. we're flying down the hill, we're almost home free!

Me and my buddy Jacky are in the front, he's got an older bike that's too big for him...and he starts to get "the wobble". I can see the panic in his eyes and then he's gone. Skidding and rolling along the pavement, guys behind him trying to avoid him. Man what a mess...we're probably very lucky we didn't lose him that day.

There were a lot of great times in our territory...a lot of times I am surprised we weren't killed.