hello.im here to talk about a roller blade related topic…roller skate-roller blade-soaps,no im not a soaps spoke person,haha!i were soaps,know how rollerbladers grind?these shoes magically grind!its the sport of free style walking! if your bored,go to your nearest flight off steps,run,jump off and flip,spin or do a grab example-both feet bent back touching butt,both hands grabbin feet ben head back to perform a suicide!do this sport!its fuunnn!!
Roller Skating was my life in the 1950s. When the weather was nice I would skate from Newkirk Ave to Prospect Park. That was a long way to skate but i loved it. One time I rolled over my finger while fixing my skate. My mother still talks about that to this day. I went to Empire and Park Circle Rink and was a speed skater. I have not been on skates since 1977.
any one play 3 steps from Germany in bensonhurst in the fifties? my hubby was from 69th st. I played statue, red light, red rover and ball. but my bike and roller skates gave me freedom. the streets w4ere so much safer then. noone watched us, they just called us in for dinner. what great days those were.
I can definitely relate to the “search for the roller skate key” scenario! There were five of us at home (not counting my mother), so we never knew who had it last or where they put it. I loved skating so much on the Lower East Side that I did it well into my adult years when I moved to Brooklyn at the Empire Roller Skating Rink and the Park Circle Roller Skating Rink, dancing to the music on my skates! I think I stopped going when I was around 35. Don’t ask me about roller blades — I put those things on once a few years ago — one ankle went in, the other went out — I took them off and haven’t been skating since. – webdiva
The search for the roller-skate key was always a rite of spring at our house. If I was lucky, it had been carefully placed in my dad’s tool/ hardware cubby-hole. With growing feet, those expandable roller-skates sure were practical. Many knees were skinned, though, when the front clasps slipped off and I tumbled forward. I think that the skating season probably only lasted for me until I had scabs on both my knees.
Wow!! Metal roller skates and roller skate keys worn on a shoelace around my neck. And box scooters, made from nailing the skates to the bottom of a board which also had a large wooden crate nailed to the top front. I’m back in my Brooklyn in the 50s. I’m young again. NOT!! These are such great memories that they make me want to share with my young daughtes. But I haven’t seen metal skates in any yard sale. And scooters gave way to skate boards. And extreme games. And now there’s inline skates. And what is the world coming to?
I actually found a pair of skates at a flea market and my brother came up with a skate key. I am still looking for the big clamps. Wasnt it annoying when your skate came off and the strap was still around your ankle. You had to drag over to a bench or some place to sit to fix it.
Ahhh, metal roller skates…I remember them well…how many pairs of shoes had the soles torn loose from the toe clamps? And the scooter races were great…
I remember Igloos, snowball fights, and building snowmen. OF COURSE, that same girlfriend’s brother(see “Roller Skates”)use to smash every snowman we built! Grrrrrrr! Uh,oh, heads u-u-u-u-p! ::::::O
To Tom … You brought back more memories.. You are right about the two sides of the key. I wore my key on a green shoelace, and I was forever losing or misplacing the key too …Thanks! 😉