I was never a big one for front bike baskets. Those were pretty much left the girls in the neighborhood and their moms. I did however have a dual set of those pictured here on the lefthand bike, for my 70 or so daily, afternoon newspapers. I always thought they were distracting to the rest of my sleek, silver-fendered JC Higgins, but I wasn't about to lug that bulky bundle of papers around on my back. Teddy did, as he wobbly navigated down Warren Avenue on his bike. Rough on the shoulders and back, he always complained. When I see the ladies peddling away on their two wheelers these days, with their front baskets stuffed with the necessities of life, I think there goes one organized gal. Am I wrong?