I feel almost as I look back at myself then that I'm living two lives at once. For instance, I can see myself riding this bike for the first time. Often at night I am half asleep watching myself, and I want to call out and say, "It's all right Jimmy. We'll get even one day." I feel so sorry for the boy I see, and almost throb with wanting to jump in there beside him to give him some help. Yet it's me I'm looking at.

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