" You know there are just some things you'll never forget - as if it were yesterday.
Sailing across the Queensboro Bridge to Long Island, weaving in and out of traffic,
as if I were invincible.
I paid $90 down on the dark blue Indian Pony Scout on Manhattan's east side. 1938,
I was 20. Was taught how to ride it on a three-wheeler by the motorcycle dealer. We
rode on the Henry Hudson Parkway over to the City trash truck parking area.
remember the price of the pony, think it was $300 something. I agreed to pay $9 a month.
No special driver's license required. (My father said, in a thunderous, booming voice,
if you buy that motorcycle, don't you ever come home.)"
From Marjorie Fannings Diary
motorcycle and that started her two-year adventure riding solo from Upstate NY to Florida
and on to California. Read the rest of her delightful story in "Women In The Wind, Fearless
Women of the 20th & 21st Centuries"