LOL! Been HERE, about exactly the times of my birthday party. I can even remember the sidewalk, what happened to me with skates once (I got my finger caught between them, the metal wheels, rolling and the sidewalk) and my sister's dresses. And the driveway gate. And the sweet pea flowers I LOVED, and the frog who lived in them I WORSHIPPED.
In my day we didn't have MTV or in-line skates, or any of that stuff. No, it was 45s and regular old metal-wheeled roller
skates, and the 45s always skipped, so to get them to play right you'd weigh the needle down with something like quarters,
which we never had because our allowances were way too small, so we'd use our skate keys instead and end up forgetting
they were taped to the record player arm so that we couldn't adjust our skates, which didn't really matter because those
crummy metal wheels would kill you if you hit a pebble anyway, and in those days roads had real pebbles on them, not like
today. (Russell Beland, Springfield)
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