Ha! In the year since this thread first started, I've learned what happened to the white Huffy 12-speed that I loved so much.

My parents could not remember what happened to it.

Then, out of the blue, my brother brought it up. He said that my parents sold both my white huffy and his first 'real' bike (whatever it was) to a couple of guys in the next town when we were in high school. These guys were trying to get a local bike shop started and needed some bikes to work on and sell. That bike shop is still there (20 years later!), so I feel like at least my beloved bike went to a good cause.

Funny how my parents seemed to block out the memory, though!