My father would make a rink in our backyard in the 50’s – learned to skate before I was 5. The city flooded a city block to make a rink – had a small building with a pot-belly stove and a snack bar. I would go skating after school until time to go home (getting dark). As the song goes – Those were the days my friend | We thought they’d never end… ;o)
stairsteppublishing over 1 year ago
Ice is slippery – especially Black Ice.
fuzzbucket Premium Member over 1 year ago
Tough to make a rink near Chicago this year. We’ve had more days above freezing than below.
goboboyd over 1 year ago
Reliving your youth? That’s my excuse, and cue for another nip at the hot chocolate in the Thermos. (Red plaid for that vintage vibe)
ChessPirate over 1 year ago
Perspective is everything… ☺
raptor over 1 year ago
My father would make a rink in our backyard in the 50’s – learned to skate before I was 5. The city flooded a city block to make a rink – had a small building with a pot-belly stove and a snack bar. I would go skating after school until time to go home (getting dark). As the song goes – Those were the days my friend | We thought they’d never end… ;o)
cuzinron47 over 1 year ago
That’s what makes it great.