https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZAKz1dI3Fc
First bike my Dad owned. I remember the distinct sound. I could hear him coming home from work - I would hurry outside to try to catch him before he put it away. I was too small to ride on the back, so he would sit me in front of him, kind of between the gas tank and the seat. I remember holding on to that gas cap, his big arms on either side of me. He would ride around the yard, up and down the hills - it was so much fun! Later he would strap a helmet to my head and take me for a ride "around the block", which out in farm country was probably at least 3 miles
Sometimes, as he was putting it away in the cellar, my knee would bump or scrape the door frame. I remember not wanting to say ouch - for some reason I thought I might not get more rides.
His second bike was the Honda 360. By then I was big enough to ride on the back. Here he is in the front yard - waiting for me
I miss my Dad.
6footer I'm jealous. Your Dad sounds like he was really cool and being able to ride with him like that, Priceless!! My Dad had no interest in motorcycles, but his best friend did! His friend was like a Dad to Me and had rode this (I was told it was a Harley? But the source that gave me info is questionable). Wish I were born when he had it, I would've rode with him like you n your Dad did 