#65 Roller-Skating... Sort Of!

Last Day of Being 57!
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Here is a fine photo of me, enjoying the last day of my year long celebration! I've got my childhood skates key around my neck and my Grinnell College sweatshirt on!

I was just a baby in 1957, when my family moved to Grinnell. I was too young to skate. It was probably around 1962 when I first tested my metal skates, on the walk in front of my house. I got a lot of skinned knees from those sidewalks, buckled from Elm tree roots!

Please don't look too carefully, or you'll see I'm only wearing one skate. It's the one that I recently bought for $1.75 at an antique store. I am a thrifty shopper. The skate had no strap, so I created my own. My old skate key tightened the clamps nicely onto my moccasin. Silly shoe choice, but I have no saddle shoes and wore moccasins, since they were sort of a thing in the fifties.

As for skating? I wish I could say it all came back, like riding a bike. But, with only one skate, it was more like a scooter. Buckled sidewalks? Nope, just a lot of oak blossoms from the Live Oaks... ready to cushion my fall!