My Bicentennial Memories
I’m not sure I believe in fate, but there must be a reason why I could never bring myself to throw out my Ross Bicentennial bicycle. My parents, despite complaining about its prolonged residence in the cellar of 1710 78th street, could never bring themselves to roll the bike out with Tuesday trash (something they had no issue doing with all my other toys and preciouses). Maybe I or they knew the Bicentennial would be something I’d one day revisit. Or maybe we all knew, as long as the bike remained, so would those wonderful hazy summer day memories of years past.
Keep checking back — as we countdown to the release of Brooklyn ’76, I’ll be adding some wonderful star-spangled, red, white, and blue blasts from the past.
Bicentennial Bionics
Many feel that in February of 1976, the finest two hours of American dramatic television aired over consecutive weeks. In obvious parallel of the relationship between the United Kingdom and United States, Bigfoot and Steve Austin begin as bitter enemies but soon become staunch allies. Sometimes someone just needs to get their bionic arm ripped off before an understanding can be reached.