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Originally Posted by rrosenberry OMG! YES!!
Roller skating was my life from 4-8th grade,, mine was at the SKATE PLACE every Friday, night, while my mom and dad went out..usually Dad showed up a little intoxicated and occasionally wanted to skate... NOT good, I wanted to DIE, remember that feeling " OH DAD!"  I had those skates, and the skate CASE, and those little glow green sticks,, and oh so many Pom-poms.
I grew up in the country and had a mini bike a Honda 50, lime green, I had paths through all my neighbors yards. So, I so get the " OUTSIDE" that was so my moms line. " Why would you wanna be inside?" We had all these huge pine trees behind my house, so we would make forts all the time.
I was just telling someone the other day about being outside morning till nighfall, and moms being ok with that, enjoying it.. LOL |
We went to the skating rink too. I made out with a boy once at the skating rink
And with the mother's intuition they had in those days...my mother
knew immediately!!! I got in big trouble because....
nice girls don't act like that 
Actually someone snitched on me....but it took me years to realize
how my mother found out the things she did. Wait a minute...maybe she'd
done some of those things herself
PS...Rrosenberry, I had a motorcycle too...a full size one...not a mini bike. It was MINE, not my stinkin' brothers
I laid that thing over so many times. All summer my legs were covered in circular burn marks from the muffler
All the boys thought I was
so cool
