This brings back memories. Back in the late 60's and early 70's in the summer, our school used to take a bus full of kids the 15 miles to a roller rink every Monday night for roller skating, followed by a stop at the local DQ. Talk about small town life, there were only enough seats for 63 kids. There was always a lot of singing on the way over and a lot of hurried making out on the way back in the dark. I learned to skate back then, and learned to make out too. I never learned to skate as well as these two, but I ended up with 5 kids, so I figured something out . As a confession, 2 are adopted, so maybe I learned something good there also.
This brings back memories. Back in the late 60's and early 70's in the summer, our school used to take a bus full of kids the 15 miles to a roller rink every Monday night for roller skating, followed by a stop at the local DQ.
ReplyDeleteTalk about small town life, there were only enough seats for 63 kids. There was always a lot of singing on the way over and a lot of hurried making out on the way back in the dark.
I learned to skate back then, and learned to make out too. I never learned to skate as well as these two, but I ended up with 5 kids, so I figured something out . As a confession, 2 are adopted, so maybe I learned something good there also.
Reminds me about the jokes about the kids who's church doesn't let them go to the dances going straight to the parking lots.
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