The Ricky Triptych has popped up here a couple times before. But the third time’s the charm. 3 x 1 that’s the magic number. They say they come in threes. What would a triptych be without three. So here it is one more time around. I liked it so much I got it tattooed on my arm.
I was thinking about Ricky the other day and remembering this triptych and the good old days when times were simple and so on and so forth. And then I rolled up to my house after work and who did I see in my front yard but Ricky himself. He had just delivered Junior’s earn-a-bike bike from Bike Works right to her front door. We talked briefly about how Junior was 2 years old when Ricky started working at Bike Works and now here she is completing her first mechanic class.
this song has popped up in my head more than 3 times today and now it can pop up in yours too