and now a pile sits by the basketball hoop.
I remember way back when we first got the gravel
my brother would hop on his bike
and start at the very top of the driveway.
Looking down the sloping smooth stretch
and the pile of gravel resting by the basketball hoop,
he would pedal as fast as he could
face full of determination and hopefully not ground.
He'd hit the pile of gravel and fly maybe 1 or 2 feet through the air,
but it was the most incredible thing I've ever seen.
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