Grandfather was an orphan in the great depression, rode a Indian all year round in Buffalo , NY because that was all he could afford when he was young. Met my grandmother on it and he kept it and rode as he built his family and a succesful construction company. Had 3 son's, of my dad and his 2 brothers, my dad and youngest brother rode bikes their whole lives, middle brother was into snowmobiles.
As a pup, I'd always be climbing over one of my dad's bike's, mom was not thrilled but knew it was inevitable for me, started riding in 2nd grade and have ridden every year since. My younger brother never got into them, he likes his muscle cars.