Earliest bicycling influence?

It would have to be my older brother on his J.C. Higgins 1 speed. It was a 1957 model, dark red, with white graphics and other than that pretty standard, no tank or headlamps. I remember how cool it was that they wrote the name into the crankshaft. But more importantly, I remember watching him ride to the end of the block and then turn the corner and disappear. More than anything that told me that you could go anywhere on a bicycle. Tricycles were never good enough after that.

But it was Curious George who got my courage worked up enough to borrow a friends bike and spend an hour or so till I could ride that Schwinn Pixie by myself.