It was the best bike in the world. A hand-me-down pink and white Huffy bike that my friend’s parents bought in the States. My parents couldn’t afford a new bike for me, but this was way better than any new bike could ever be. This was a pink Huffy bike. No one else in Winnipeg had one. In fact, I never saw a bike like this before and have not seen once since – other than when I Google it for nostalgia’s sake.
My friend Jody moved on to a bigger bike, so I got Huff when I was 12 years old. I rode it everywhere. Eventually, so did my little brother.
Then, when I was 16, the bike was stolen from our back yard. Devastated.
A few weeks later I was out for a walk with my uncle Sammy, when I saw Huff!! It was unmistakably mine. There he was (just because the bike was pink doesn’t mean it’s a girl), locked up sitting outside of Northgate Shopping Centre.
We quickly made the 7-minute walk back home into a 3-minute walk. Got some “tools.” And peddled our feet back to Northgate to take back my bike. I had no idea I was so handy with tools.
Hey, you can a girl out of the Maples, but you can’t take her bike.
Still, did I do the right thing?
What about the Winnipeg man who saw his bike on Kijiji , made arrangements to meet the seller Friday, and had a gun pulled on him. Thankfully, he was able to get away and call police.
It’s not always an easy answer. So, if someone stole your bike, would you try to “steal” it back? Taking your calls and texts after 1pm: 204.780.6868.