By Helen (Hawkins) Losh as Told to David Parmer
There are lots of old adages about first loves or infatuations. “First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.” “We always believe our first love is our last and our last love is our first.” We could go on and on. Well, “love,” to young sixteen year old Helen Hawkins of Dumpling Run, was a long painful bicycle ride, a ride she remembers to this day and now can laugh about, but at the time it wasn’t funny.
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