I'm gonna buy ten kids a bicycle for Christmas.  Details in a moment ... but let me tell you why I'm doing this.

I think I was about 14 or 15 years old when this fateful Christmas came to pass.  I woke up Christmas morning and rushed into the living room, there to find two brand-new shiny 10-speed bicycles.  Now these 10-speeds were something new back then.  To have a 10-speed was to be one of the most bitchin' kids on the block ... and there they were!  Two of them under the tree!

I immediately recognized that something wasn't quite right. Two brand-spanking new 10-speeds, and three kids.  One of us was going to get screwed.  One of us wasn't getting a 10-speed. ... and I had no doubt who that someone would be.  It was then that I noticed an old black bicycle sitting to the side of the room.  It was a 3-speed with the shifter on the handlebars.  Not cool.  The paint was old and faded, the tires worn.  How in the world did Santa belch out this wreck along with those two 10-speeds?  Surely this must be some sort of a huge mistake.

Well .. you know exactly where this is going.  My brother and sister were the proud owners of the new 10-speeds, and the sad old wreck was mine.  Devastation!  I couldn't believe it!  I don't think I rode that bike three times max ... and the last time I rode it I "accidently" left it somewhere where it was sure to be stolen.  It was such a sad looking bicycle that I think it is probably still right there where I left it. 

So ... sometime in the next week or so I'm going to go out and buy ten brand new bicycles.  I already have mine (a Trek Pilot) so I'm going to give these away.  I need to find 10 kids who aren't looking forward to all that much on Christmas morning, and I'm asking you to be my elves.  Logistics demand that we have to limit ourselves to the Atlanta area.  I'm not shipping a bicycle to San Francisco.  So if you know a young curtain climber who is facing a glum Christmas perhaps you can send us some of the details.  Click here to send an email to the Boortz show. Tell us about the child .. and give us the necessary contact information for his or her parents.  We're going to get thousands of emails here ... and poor Cristina and Web Guy are going to have to go through them, verify and choose.  We'll try to get some pictures and let you know how this works out.